“I’d better be going.” she whispered. “Can you drive me home?” “Go home to that?” I said, “Not a chance. Take the spare bedroom. Let t...he bastard sweat a little.!” “Are you sure?” “Of course. I’m sure! I promise to leave you alone….if you want” I smiled. “And if I don’t want?” she teased back. “There’s always the horizontal mambo.” “The what?” she asked. “The horizontal mambo! Doing the dirty! Hide the Salami! Dancing on the ceiling! Shtupping!” I answered back. Laughing, she took my hand, and. ” The Queen received, on a daily basis, a full update on what her Government was doing as well as a security, foreign and home front briefing. Beatrice, like Elizabeth before her, had taken on a prodigious workload when she became Queen and had no intention of letting standards fall. The Government information, when added to her own press office’s interpretation on any situation meant she was one of the best informed people on the planet.The Queen simply nodded in confirmation.“Well we were. Here I was on a busy street with my hard cock out and a gorgeous naked transvestite standing in front of me with her hard cock out.She took hold of my manhood and slowly started to give me a sensual hand job. All the while telling me what she could and would do with me as soon as we were alone. I was in heaven............. She continued to rub and squeeze me. She told me I had to cover her with my hot cum because she was going shopping for lingerie and wanted to feel so smutty with my cum on. We live in a small duplex, and if you walk in from the back door, you could stand there and see into every room. So on Wednesday we were on our bed enjoying each other. I was on my back and Susie was between my legs sucking my dick. I had my eyes closed, enjoying her slobbering blowjob, when I thought I heard the back door open. I opened my eyes, and there was Susie’s sister Becky, standing in the doorway of our bedroom watching us. I was a little startled by her appearance. My wife took her.