I returned to the ball room sated, I remember little of the rest of the evening but thought of the maid several times that night as I enjoyed the company of my own serving maids Helga and Gerta. I was most particular. My maids were pure when I first plucked them and from that moment they wore my chastity device every moment when I was not with them. I was determined that they should accept no member but mine. Of course I should have to make arrangements if they fell for a child but thus far I had escaped this particular predicament. Gerta’s tongue was no match for the maid at the palace and while very pleasant Helga’s womb was not one to inspire any exceptional passion so while far from unpleasant my night was not in any way memorable and I spent more time dreaming of the palace maid than I did taking the pleasures my maids offered. The next morning there was a tremendous commotion, soldiers banging on the door, “You are arrested and must accompany us to the Palace forthwith,” the Sergeant insisted when my idiot Butler invited them in. “Bugger off and come back at a decent hour,” close up I yawned, “Go and hassle someone else,” I suggested, “What am I supposed to have done?” The Sergeant seemed to be having difficulty keeping a straight face. “Someone fucked Princess Maria last night and she doesn’t know who!” he blurted out, “She’is having an identity parade!” A tear ran down his cheek as he chuckled, “She thinks she can identify his cock!” creampie “She thinks I fucked her?” I asked incredulously. “No we have to arrest everyone who was at the Ball,” the Sergeant laughed, “All the men anyway!” The soldiers thought it was hilarious, I didn’t.“How about you come back later?” I suggested proffering a few silver coins. “Are you trying to bribe us sir?” the Sergeant cum enquired. “Yes,” I replied. “Would four of Hardcore the clock oral after the noon be convenient?” he offered and they turned and wandered off in the direction of the ale house. I went to the Palace around two hours past mid day. There was a line of gentlemen queuing by the door to Princess Maria’s private quarters and every few minutes a dishevelled gentleman emerged and strode angrily away. I saw my frient Bertie, “Hey what happened?” I asked. “She had me drop my pants,” he said, “And she laughed at my cock, the bitch, laughed!” “My commiserations,” I replied, “Better than hung for rape.” “Rape be damned, she wants to marry the chap,” he exclaimed, “She’s quite mad!” Another chap emerged, “She’s mad, quite mad, she asked me to fuk her, spread her legs pulled her gown up, exposed herself and when I went to mount her the guards dragged me off and threw me out of the room with me breeches down and me member at full mast displayed for all to see, bloody limit that woman.” I commiserated with him and waited patiently, finally I was invited in. Princess Maria was as imperious as ever, She sat on a large arm chair at the end of a small ante room with a dozen soldiers lining the way from the door to where she sat. A maid in a maids smock stood to her left, an aged clerk sat to her right recording who had attended. “Name?" the clerk asked. I told him, name , rank, date of my birth. “Just the name will do," he said. Lord knows how the other chaps got excited enough to try to mount her for she did nothing to rouse me. The princess stared at me disconcertingly. I didn’t know how creampie to face her again……. Vince could have his harem of boys because it left more girls oral for Justin to enjoy. We were getting cum ready to leave so Lorie called Rick to tell him we were leaving so he came home to tell us goodbye. We remained that way for a long, long time. I do know how to make him yell at me though. She sat there, weighing up her options. That kind of set the tone for how life went for a while. If we don’t see it through now our discussions may just end up as what-if fantasies we talk about when we are too old to make them happen.” Wendy speculated. After Cameron had cleaned himself up while waiting in close up Lord Remington’s room, he had taken a few minutes to look at himself naked in a mirror. Good girls don’t offer their pussies to the first guy that sweet talks them.’ Isabelle’s eyes widened for a second, then her eyelids drooped. "Oh, looks like your surprise has arrived." said Daddy. “Not as often as I would like, do you normally get half naked, drunk, and watch Netflix with strangers?” “You should stroke your nipples,” Dixie told her. Dr. Ronda told us that she wanted to keep Dakota overnight just for observation. That he'd heard them. The first aider agreed to move out of the ship after Hardcore she heard Lt. Casey's moans. Sue hammered an iron But that reprieve was short-lived as the size then once again began to enlarge. Looking like he wants to pinch her ass as she leaves. I guided him to stop his thrusts, and ran my fingers along his half-buried shaft, and through the pummeled folds of Joy. Part of Melissa thought it was a dream, a nightmare, something that would be over when she woke up. She was Rohit’s 24-year-old younger sister. “Flood your anal slut, Daddy!” she howled. I am eternal! As I got used to the temperature and her, she gave me the luffa sponge and turned to allow me to work on her slim and toned back, with her terrific butt cheeks just down below.