She has worked towards this goal for so long I can’t disappoint her.’“So, what do we do with the sceptre in the meantime? It can’t stay there,...” Ricky replied.‘You are the Paladin; you can take care of the Sceptre until the spring. Once we have seen off those who wish to leave, I can then claim the throne as my mother wished. For some reason, I don’t think you should touch it with your bare hands. Unless of course, you wish to be the Queen, so I don’t have to be.’Ricky was not happy with this. Up to this point it had been about 10 minutes, the whole while that she was teasing my dickhead, she was squeezing and releasing my shaft very slowly. Another minute of pinching with two fingers, and she started using all the fingers on her left hand, doing the same pinching and rotating motion except on 5 points instead of 2. She would push down with her fingers bent, so that her nails were gently raking the skin, until she got to the shaft. Then she would straighten her fingers so that she. This time I had her kneel down like she was cleaning up on her hands and knees and she did facing me. I looked at Bud and gave a quick turn of my head. In a flash Bud mounted her and started humping away. She was laughing hard but didn't make an effort to get away from him. Bud was hanging on tight and humping like it was for real. Then I realized that she seemed to be enjoying it more than she should. She looked like she was moving back against him in time to his thrusting.She looked up at me. Sir Rube asked me to dance for him. I let down my long brown hair, turned on some music and began moving my hips and body to the rhythm. I opened the buttons of my white blouse, revealing a white lace bra, and continued dancing, perhaps in a bit more of a sultry manner. I slowly lifted up the side of my black pencil skirt, just high enough to reveal the elastic top of my black thigh high stockings. "Good Girl," he declared. I smiled. I like being called a good girl. "Sir, may I have your.