She tipped it back, and drank the rest before dashing the jug against the far wall. “Does no one want to girl marry me?” She asked, splaying her arms out, “I am Alkandra’s most sought-after bachelorette, and yet, I have no suitors.” She stopped at the top of the steps, “Well? Will big none of you propose to me?” “Your Highness, you are very drunk.” Arbor said. “And you all are very high.” Yavara slurred, “I watched you, all of you. I was touring the castle—this castle, that will be my home for the rest of my life. That’s funny, because I’ve felt like an unwelcome guest in it since I got here. But I can forgive that. After all, it was you all who finished it, worked in it, and lived in it. Why, it’s practically yours! I’m just the dumb cunt who came in and stole it all! Right, Eva?!” “I didn’t mean—” “I’m only joking!” Yavara giggled, her teeth bared, “Just a little lighthearted ribbing between us friends. ” She nearly fell over with her next step, and swayed precariously on her feet, “I was searching for the wine casks, and I found them there in back of the black throne room where it’s nice and cool. I was going to bring the finest barrel to you all so that we could have a wonderful party, just us friends, but you started the party all on your own, and gosh, I’m such a wallflower; I joined it from all the way back there! I laughed at all your jokes, I guffawed at your antics, and I partook in tits your wonderful banter from my dark little corner. You all have such a delightful dynamic, and I found my place in it, way in the back there. Did you hear my jokes? Sometimes I thought you were laughing at them, if I timed the punchline just right.” She reached the top step, and beamed at us, “I was afraid to interject myself. I was worried that I’d be intruding, but of course my worries were foolish, for you’re all of my flesh and blood, and would never push me away! Still, I needed a little liquid courage, then a little more, then a little boy more. I just couldn’t work up the nerve until my face was numb!” “Your Highness—” “Please don’t call me that.” She said fixing a smile on her face. I believe nobody else could have done with my Mom what you do.” SMACK! I wasn’t at all surprised when my loving wife ran and jumped into my arms, closely followed by her faithful black furry companion. “And will my little slut do whatever I demand?” I prompted. Go on, fucking shit me out.” Panted Bertrand. This brings me to the story I would like to share with you all. She pulled her fingers out just long enough to coat big the rest of her hand in Sarah's secretions and that action wasn't lost on Sarah. "Argh yes, you feel so good, don't stop. That’s when he gave me my assignments for these journals, and the instructions for taking control of my puss and confirming my COMPLETE submission to him. It was enough that Sarah had agreed to girl let another man make love to her. tits If you ask me, the lesson is really watered down, almost as if the boy principal is insulting our very intelligence… Oh, wait!”