The function was so familiar it ached. It was my first of all summer back from college, and I was working as a bank clerk at the Lapplander grocery entrepot I had worked in through high school. My parents had insisted I do something over the summertime, and in any shell, I figured my next year would be a lot more enjoyable if I had some disbursal money, even if the $ 12 per hr I was making would get me anything too extravagant.

The man had hardly walked off before I started scanning the next client 's token. Some lolly, some Gallus gallus, a few bottle of vino. My reaction to the wine was automatic.

'' ID ? '' I asked, looking up from the conveyor belt for the first-class honours degree clock time. The customer was a charwoman who could n't be too practically older than me, tan with light-haired hair that only just came down to the arse of her head. Something about her seemed familiar.

'' Johnny ? '' she asked, a hint of surprisal and embarrassment in her phonation. Now I recognized her : Victoria Allison. We were high school schoolfellow who had graduated the same year, although we 'd never been especially close. Her hair was shorter than I remembered it, which was probably why I did n't immediately recognize her.

That meant she was n't old enough to buy alcohol. Like me, she was only 20. This was a piddling awkward.

'' capital of Seychelles, right ? I do n't think I 've seen you since graduation. '' I replied.

'' Yeah, it 's been a spell '' she said, blushing. She leaned in a bit closer. `` Do you mind bending the rules for me just this once ? ``

'' I do n't know, I could fall behind my job over this. ``

'' Please, no one has to know, '' she said, her aristocratical eyes looking up at me earnestly. Then, they took on a tinge of mischief. `` How about I share some of it with you tonight ? '' she added, a smiling forming on her lips as she leaned toward me.

I could feel my heartbeat speed up. That was an awfully tempting offer. I 'd always thought capital of Seychelles was cute. I looked her up and down, seeing that the finale twelvemonth had been sort to her. She was wearing suddenly jean short that showed off tanned, sinewy peg and a T. H. White tank top that left her toned munition exposed. She even had small tan lines going around her shoulder joint. If I recall correctly, she was a musclebuilder. Between her tan, her fitness, and her short haircut, she had a very appealing tomboy look.

'' Alright. '' I said. She gave me a conspirative smile as she handed me a driver 's permit. It was a pretty good fraud. If I had n't known who she was, it would feature fooled me. I handed it back and finished scanning the rest of her items.

'' That 'll be $ 38.60, Ms. Pascal. '' I said, emphasizing the finale name on the fake.

'' Thank you very much. '' she replied, inserting her cite card. `` Write your issue on the receipt and I 'll text you later. '' Victoria whispered

arrival for a pen, I eagerly wrote my telephone number on the receipt and handed it to her. Victoria smiled enticingly as she put the receipt in the bag with her groceries and walked off. My eyes followed her as she walked away, enjoying how the tight shorts hugged her overnice pleasantly round ass. She looked over her articulatio humeri and waved as she walked out the door.

My pulse gradually returned to pattern as I scanned the succeeding customer 's items, and the next. The last three hours of my shift went agonizingly slowly as I replayed the showdown with Victoria in my mind, awaiting her message and fantasizing about tonight. I found myself thinking back on our smattering of interactions in high school school day, trying to count on out if she 'd been flirting with me back then.

When my shimmy finally ended, I was very defeated that there was still no textual matter from Queen Victoria. My phone remained free of notification for hours. I checked before I got in my car to aim dwelling house and then after, and still nothing. Did she played me ? Was she just flirting so that I would let her buy the wine ? Did she tear up the receipt with my issue as soon as she walked out of the memory ?

I 'd never been well with women. I 've always been shy. When I liked a girl, I could never bring myself to assure her for fear of rejection. I was normally well-spoken with my friends or teachers or coworkers, but for some reason, quarrel always failed me when I was trying to spill the beans to a female child I like. Honestly, I was surprised Victoria recognized me at all. We had hardly spoken in in high spirits shoal ; after all, she was a pretty young lady, and I was shy.

My looks had never made up for my shyness either. I did n't have an athletic build or a chiseled jaw ; I was average height and flimsy. The only girlfriend who had ever thought I was cute were the ones I was n't interested in. I certainly did n't normally draw the eye of girls like Victoria.

Examining all that evidence, I came to the termination that she really had just used me. Kicking myself for my foolishness, I sat through dinner with my parents. I did n't talk very much, and they pretty quickly realized I did n't feel like talking. After clearing my plate, I was walking up the stairs to my bedroom when I felt a buzz in my pocket. My essence skipped a pulse as I pulled out my phone.

Sure enough, there was a textual matter from a number that was n't saved in my middleman. I hurriedly opened the message.

'' Hey, it 's Victoria Falls '' read the text. I grinned to myself, moderation wash over me.

'' How 's it going ? '' I replied, probably a bit too fast. I hoped it did n't seem desperate.

'' Could use a bit of company ; ) '' came the response a few minutes later.

'' You did assure me some of that wine-coloured '' I sent back, hoping it sounded flirty and not like I was scolding her.

'' My parents are out of town until Monday. You should come over ''

'' I 'll be there in ten arcminute '' I replied, then turned off the screen door and thrust the phone into my pocket.

My core was pounding in my bureau. I started to shake with excitement. She was actually sober. I was about to be alone with capital of Seychelles Allison and two bottles of wine.

She texted me her address. It was only a few bit'drive away. Not wanting to tell my parents the truth, I told my mom that I was going over to my supporter Tom 's house. She smiled back and told me to consume a ripe metre, glad that I was getting at least some social interaction.

I pulled up at Victoria 's theatre a piddling after 8:00 PM and hurriedly looked at myself over in my car 's rear view mirror. After straightening out my hairsbreadth, I took a late breath. I did n't want to appear jittery or desperate to her. I had to play it cool. I took a minute to compose myself, got out of the car, and knocked on the front end door.

Victoria answered, dressed in the same short short circuit and armored combat vehicle top she had worn to the food market store. She smiled when she saw me, and my heart fluttered. She

had n't just invited me over out of a sense of obligation ; she was actually glad to see me.

'' Johnny, sword lily you could make it. '' she said, stepping out of the doorway so I could come in. I stepped up into the foyer and took a look around. In distinctive suburban fashion, it was basically the Saame model as my own house.

'' Thanks, I 'm glad you invited me. '' I replied after a moment. Looking down, I saw her skid by the room access, so I took mine off too.

'' come on, have a deglutition with me. '' She motioned toward the living elbow room and started walking back into it. I followed her, once again enjoying the display of her shapely leg and round ass in her tight shorts. In the living room, I saw a Methedrine coffee tree table surrounded by a put and two armchairs. There was an open bottle of vino on the coffee tree table and a full looking glass next to it.

'' Have a seat. I 'll get you a chicken feed. '' said capital of Seychelles, walking off to the kitchen. I sat down on the couch, forcing myself not to gaze at her. Play it coolheaded, do n't seem dire or creepy. I 'd heard nothing scares women off like seeming desperate or creepy. Maybe that 's why I never had any luck.

capital of Seychelles returned about thirty seconds later with an empty chicken feed. She picked up the bottle, poured some red vino into it, and handed it to me.

'' Thanks, '' I said, taking it from her and watching as she sat down on the armchair across the table from me. I took a sip and tried not to read any reaction as I felt the warmth of the alcohol fill my mouth. I was one of the rare college students who never drank, and I did n't want Victoria to think I was a dork for that.

'' I do n't think we 've talked since graduation ! '' she said. `` How have you been ? ``

She was right field about that, and even at graduation we had just exchanged pleasantries. We had never really been close. But hopefully that would change.

'' I 've been good. I 'm really liking college so far. It 's dainty to get away from this town. ``

'' Ugh, I know ! It 's a niggling Weird to be back, honestly. ``

I took another sip of wine-coloured and felt myself flushing with warmth.

'' You went to Tennessee River on a fitness learnedness, right ? '' I asked.

'' Yeah, Knoxville is great. Where did you end up again ? ``

'' You have n't picked up a southerly accent yet. '' I joked. Her laugh was pleasant and melodious, and it filled me with a bit of sureness that I was n't making a total motley fool of myself. `` I 'm studying computer skill at Temple. I like it, but it 's dusty. ``

We settled into a rhythm of conversation, reminiscing about high school, swapping level about college. I could feel my nerves and inhibition slipping away, probably thanks to the wine. We were going through it at a good pace, and before I knew it, the first nursing bottle was gone.

'' Let me go grab the other one. '' said Victoria as she tried to swarm herself a new glass and saw zilch come out of the bottle. She set the empty bottle down and got up. This time, with a slight alcohol in my organization, I did n't bother to fend off staring. I enjoyed watching her reaching up into the cabinet for the bottle, her toned calf brawniness as she stood up on her toes, and the rear of the army tank top riding up as she reached, showing me a tantalizing speck of a skillful tan blood line on her lower back.

She uncorked the bottle and walked back to the elbow room, her script on the neck of the feeding bottle. I did remember to look away before she caught me staring.

Victoria sat down next to me on the couch. I could palpate my affection rate pick up again as she sat less than a fundament away from me. She leaned down over the board to pour out herself another glass, and I could n't stand taking a peek at her cleavage. Her bosom were n't big, but they were well-shaped and they fit her frame well.

'' Do you give a girl ? '' she asked. Now my ticker was really pounding.

'' Nope, still single. What about you ? '' The liquid courage let me get those words out without sounding like the stuttering mess I probably would give been sober.

'' Nope, no girl. '' she said with a giggle. Then the smile dropped off her expression. `` I had a young man, at to the lowest degree until a copulate weeks ago. ``

'' Ouch. Sounds like it did n't end well. ``

'' That 's an understatement. He cheated on me with half the club he was in. I just found out. ``

'' I 'm sorry to hear that. '' I was n't sorry to hear that at all, but I did n't require to go like an timeserving dick.

'' To friend '' she said with a spark in her eye and her lips turned up in a grin, reaching her spyglass toward me.

'' To friends '' I repeated, clinking my glass against hers. She pulled her methamphetamine hydrochloride back to take a sip, but tipped it too soon. A splash of the red wine fell onto her Elwyn Brooks White

tank top.

'' Oh, shit. '' She looked down at the stain on her top for a bit, then reached down to the hem. I watched wide-eyed as she took it off over her head, revealing her tight, well toned abs.

'' Enjoying the view ? '' Victoria asked, glancing over at me. I forced myself to expect away from her body, the black bra the only thing stopping me from seeing her breasts. My boldness were already flushed from the wine-colored, but I could feel them burning even hotter. a somewhat thin tan line of work was visible around her neck going down toward her breasts as if she had been wearing a bikini top when getting her tan.

'' Sorry '' I mumbled, staring at the wall, not daring to lease another glance or even to look her in the eye.

'' It 's okay, '' she said with a giggle. `` I like the attending. '' She stood up from the couch and stood just in strawman of me. The lineation of her 6 gang were visible just inches from my face. I took another sip of my wine. I leaned forward and began kissing her consistence gently. She began flexing her abs and I began kissing all around her organic structure gently. I thought I heard her founder a low moan but she coughed loud enough to get my attention. I pulled back and looked up at her nerve now graced with a implike smile.

'' Let 's go on a higher floor. '' she said, grabbing my bridge player. I stood up, my heart hammering in my ears and the strawman of my blue jean suddenly very tight. Holding my hired hand, she led me upstairs to her chamber. My center were locked on her nearly naked back, admiring the muscular look as she tugged on my hand. At the top of the stair, she pulled me into her room and closed the door.

I stood there, staring at her, trembling with excitement. She stepped even closer, her body brushing up against mine. Victoria was only half an inch shorter than me, so she did n't have to lean up far to flora a kiss on my lips. I closed my eyes and awkwardly kissed back, her soft backtalk pressed against mine.

After a import, she pulled away, a wicked grin spread across her typeface. She stepped back, middle still locked on mine, and walked backward to her bed. Motioning with one finger for me to follow, she lay down supine on the bed, spreading her legs.

I 've never been great at reading women, but even in my tipsy United States Department of State I could n't miss her substance. I eagerly climbed on top of her and between her peg, leaning down to osculate her. She eagerly leaned back up to buss me and wrapped her legs tight around my waist, pulling my eubstance up against hers. My whole physical structure thrilled at the involvement, my now fully put up shaft separated from her sole by our clothes.

Victoria threw her coat of arms around my neck opening again as I kissed her. I almost whimpered with pleasure, my waist sandwiched between those brawny thigh, my lips locked with hers. I could feel a prickling at my jetty, and my eye went widely. I tried to rip away, but her hold was too inviolable. There was that set of contractions all too familiar from masturbation, and before I knew it, I could experience something hot shoot in my underclothing as I orgasmed.

'' piece of ass. '' I muttered, angry with myself and thoroughly embarrassed. Here was my one shot with a girl way out of my conference, and I had blown my loading before my trouser were even off.

Victoria looked up at me, confused. She thought for a moment, and I saw recognition morning on her face.

'' Did you just ? '' I could see her stifling a laugh, and my face somehow burned even hotter. Her leg relaxed and I pulled myself off her, standing up. I could n't bear to take care at her.

'' cocksucker, I 'm sorry. '' I said, looking down at the floor.

'' It 's okey, you were just excited. I 'll take it as a compliment. ``

The hot mess in my pants had very quickly become a cold raft. I shifted, uncomfortable with the sticky moisture in my underclothes. All the upheaval of the last few minute had been replaced with disgrace, disappointment, and discomfort.

'' Where 's the bathroom ? '' I forced myself to ask. I could n't do anything about the overplus, but at least I could clean myself up.

'' Across the hall. ``

Not daring to meet her gaze, I turned around, opened the sleeping room door, and crossed the narrow hallway into the john. Shutting the threshold behind me, I unzipped my dungaree and slither them down, looking shamefully at the cum on the inside of my shorts. I grabbed a paper towel and ran it under the spigot and began dabbing at the mass. After a few moments, I heard a belt on the door.

'' I brought you a alteration of clothes '' came capital of Seychelles 's voice, muffled by the door. I heard the door overt and hurriedly turned around. It was only undecided a few inches ; Victoria 's mitt came through and tossed a packet onto the floor, then closed the door behind her.

'' Thanks. '' I managed, still sounding deflated, but grateful she was n't being mean about what had happened. I spent a little longer wiping down my boxers and myself, then stepped out of my boxers and dungaree. I turned to the megabucks Victoria had thrown on the floor and took a looking at at the change of wearing apparel. It did n't look like much. Maybe just neat underwear ? Whose underwear was it anyway ? I had n't heard her moving down the hallway to another room, now that I thought about it.

I picked up the sheaf, and saw something tumble out. Taking a closer look, I realized what I still had in my hand was a span of black lace panties. Looking down, I saw a co-ordinated black lace bra and a short black and red checkered miniskirt lying on the floor.

'' Uh, Victoria ? '' I asked.

'' Yes ? '' came her voice through the door.

'' The clothes you passed me ... '' I trailed off, not sure how to formulate it.

'' What about them ? ``

'' I do n't retrieve - '' I paused, still not trusted what to say. `` They 're daughter 's clothes. ``

'' Try them on. ``

'' Look, I do n't think this is a good idea. I 'm just going to put on my wearing apparel. ``

'' Please ? '' she asked in exactly the same tone as she had used in the grocery store. I could imagine that Lapp pouty look on her look. `` seminal fluid on, I think you 'd

look full in them. ``

Was this some kind of elaborate joke ? Was she making fun of me somehow ? I could n't secernate, but either way, I got the sensory faculty she was n't going to let this drop. I saw myself flush bright red in the mirror and sighed. Reaching down, I pulled the lace panties on, then the mini over them. The panty were incredibly diffuse and surprisingly comfortable, even if they were a little cockeyed. A bit of a thrill ran through my soundbox as I realized they were almost certainly Queen Victoria 's, and now I was wearing them.

The bra wasn't difficult. I had never worn one before, but I knew how some missy put them on by watching them alteration in the daughter cabinet room.

I looked at myself over in the oval mirror over the swallow hole, blushing bright red. Obviously, I was flat-chested, but the way the bra covered my thorax and the way the shoulder strap ran over my thin shoulders really did cave in the impression it was hiding something. The miniskirt was so brusk that it barely covered my ass. My diaphragm was almost matte, but I did n't hold anything like Victoria 's well toned abs. My thighs were almost totally uncovered by the miniskirt, and they looked slender but soft. I had never been a stiff man, and in the chick and bra, I looked downright girly.

Bracing myself, I opened the doorway. Victoria stood in the threshold, still dressed in her unretentive shorts and bra. We were actually almost the Lapplander size of it ; she was about half an inch little than me, and our weights probably were n't that far apart. The remainder was that she was streamlined, toned, and tan, while I was soft and pale.

Victoria smiled widely as she looked me up and down, then whistled. My buttock were hot again, and my heart pounded. I could n't bear to look her in the center. She stepped a niggling closer and grabbed my wrist tightly. Still stunned and not sure what to do, I followed her back into her bedroom.

She gave me a surd shove onto the bed. I fell onto it, looking up at her. She had an acute and hungry flavor in her eye as she climbed on top of me, straddling my waistline. I felt her tight, compendious body pressing me down onto the bed. She weighed more than I did ; since muscle weighs more than fat. Her lips hungrily pressed against mine and her workforce ran down my sides, sliding her hired hand across my soft body. She slid her paw on my English just column inch above my hip, and I tried to absquatulate upright in blow, but she was holding me down tight.

She kissed my lips hard, then my impertinence, then my mentum, and then the underside of my Chin, and then my neck. I couldn't help but let out a moan as she began kissing my cervix. She grabbed my hair with one handwriting and pulled back as she kissed my give away neck opening over and over. Her hand continued to rub and massage my body. I reached up and grabbed her forearms, but she kept going.

I yelped in shock as she reached under me and grabbed my ass with her hand. She stopped her mouth from my neck opening and looked up at me, center still intense and thirsty. I could experience her shaking with excitement as she groped my ass.

'' You 're so fucking diffused '' she said, staring right into my eyes. I looked away, more than a little scared of her sudden ferocity. She squeezed my ass tighter and let out a suspiration. I had no idea how to respond. I felt her hand let go of my ass. Soon, it was under my chin, forcing me to look back into those intense, predacious eyes.

'' I want to fuck you. ``

'' wait, what ? '' I asked, mouth wide with shock.

'' I want to shoot my dick and fuck you in the ass. ``

'' I know that but- delay what ? '' The thoughts swam in my head as I tried to think of an answer.

'' Why did you number here ? '' Victoria asked.

'' You invited me ! I thought we were going to have drinks and ... ''

'' And what ? '' It was like her optic were boring into me. Her hand cupped my Kuki, not letting me turn away this clip. My hands were resting on her thigh, feeling her concentrated heftiness tensed. When I did n't respond, Victoria Falls spoke.

'' You came here because you wanted to fuck, did n't you ? ``

'' I ... yes. ``

'' So then, '' she said, leaning down, pinning my torso under hers, and her backtalk brushing my ears, `` let 's fucking. ``

I gulped. She nipped at my ear, and I could feel her trembling with anticipation on top of me. I realized I was trembling underneath her too. She savored the bit a little yearner, then climbed off me to sit on the edge of the bed. I leaned up as well, and she looked over her berm at me, eyes piercing through me. I averted my eyes once again, but could see her smiling with my computer peripheral vision.

'' Come on. '' She said, grabbing my hand. She stood up, pulling me off the bed and onto my substructure. Wrapping her toned arm around my shoulder, she walked me over to the dresser.

'' facilitate me with my shorts. '' she ordered, giving me a assuage thrust down with the script on my shoulder. I found myself kneeling at her feet, eyes story with her abs. Trembling, I unbuttoned her denim shorts and skid them down her thighs.

When I pulled her shorts down I saw it. A 8 inch hawkshaw poking out her panties going up her eubstance twitching with anticipation.

'' Are you going to rape me ? '' I asked.

'' No. You 're going to go for. ``

I felt the panties tightening at the nominal head and realized I was getting hard again. My gist was racing fast ; I could n't believe what I was hearing. And I could n't believe that underneath my fear, some part of me was excited for it.

When I looked back up, Victoria had slid her own panties off her gumshoe fell forward and hit me on my face. I was too spooky to even shield myself from it. I felt the warmth coming from it and felt it nip a little. I saw a tan line of a Bikini sash wrap around her pelvic girdle to the social movement of her genital organ. Finally, she reached out, catch my tomentum, and dragged me up to my invertebrate foot. I was pinned between her hard body and the hard woodwind instrument of the vanity, with the hard genus Phallus between my stage resting against my body.

'' waiting ! '' I said, breathing almost as heavily as she was.

'' For what ? '' she asked, eyes gazing into mine somehow even more intensely than before.

'' I- ''

She leaned in and kissed me hard on the lips before I could say anything. I felt her pressing something into my hand, and when she pulled her lips away and I looked down, I saw it was the bottle of lube.

'' You have twenty second base before I go in. ``

I looked at her, startled, and then processed what she said. Now I probably only had xviii seconds, and the manifestation on her face was deadly serious. I tossed the bottle aside and got on my articulatio genus and hesitantly wrapped my hand around her prick. I began stroking it slowly."What are you-"Queen Victoria was cut off by a moan as I took her dick inside my mouth and began sucking it fast as if my life history depended on it.

"Oh damn… your sucking my tool well… you certainly are a pantywaist are n't you ?"Victoria asked.

Victoria grabbed my head with both of her hands and began moving her articulatio coxae in calendar method with my head. Suddenly she pulled my drumhead off her dick and i began chasing after it trying to suck on it more before she snapped getting my attention.

"You sure do know how to draw a putz I'll give you that. Suck dick a fiddling too well… almost as if you were born to be a sissy slut."

She pulled me up and her handwriting reached behind my second joint and she abruptly lifted me onto the dresser, stepping in between my peg and placing my ankles on her shoulders. I wriggled helplessly, trying to get into a comfortable position as she angled to lift my tailbone up to bring out my butt.

My struggling only seemed to call on her on more. She reached down and grabbed the waistband on the pantie, tearing them clean off.

'' Wait ! '' I said again.

She did n't. I gasped sharply as she slid the tip of the dick into me. Her handwriting slid down my thighs and onto my waist, holding me in situation as she pushed in. I gasped even more loudly as it went the residuum of the way in, her hip joint resting against my buttocks.

Victoria 's oral cavity opened in a moan as the base of my ass rubbed against her. She pulled it most of the way out and shoved it back in.

'' Works way better when you do n't cum before you even get it in. '' she said smugly, starting a slow but house rhythm. Her hips rocked back and forth as she thrust in and out of me. I gritted my dentition, trying not to shout as she stretched me out. Her drive drove my back along the arduous Sir Henry Joseph Wood of the dresser.

After the first instant or so of Victoria Falls 's poking, I began to feel a fondness spreading through my body. The pain in the neck from the penetration and from being ground into the wood of the dresser was still there, but it was n't the sole sensation. I involuntarily moaned, and Victoria looked down at me savagely.

'' I knew you 'd like it ! '' she hissed triumphantly.

'' Oh ! '' I moaned again, tilting my head back.

'' This is how it 's done, you slight fornicatress ! '' she said with an especially sharp poke. I moaned, and she moaned even louder. She was thrusting firmly and fast now, and the dick inside me, Victoria 's hard body against the bottom of my second joint, and the wood under my vertebral column became my whole macrocosm. I do n't recognise how long we were there like that, her pounding me and me taking it, but I soon felt my whole eubstance spasm. I shook uncontrollably, and a waving of pleasance spreadhead from my pelvis to the rest of my consistency. There was another hot spatter, this time inside the skirt, and I realized I had had another orgasm.

I looked up and saw capital of Seychelles looking down at me, breathing heavily, a bead of effort on the slope of her grimace,"Take my rooster you sissy slut !"I felt Victoria's dick Menachem Begin to throb as she shot roach after rope of hot cum inside my ass. smiling contentedly She slowly pulled out of me, walked back over to the bed, and sat down, panting.

After a here and now, I felt my dorsum aching. The vanity really was uncomfortable. I slid forward and planted my foundation on the rug of the sleeping accommodation floor, then stood up. Victoria looked over at me.

'' Thanks. I needed that. '' she said, all the thirstiness and intensity and fury gone from her oculus, replaced with contentment. I walked to her bed and sat down succeeding to her on the bed, but now I was feeling a sharp nuisance in my butt from the hammer I had just taken. I knelt down side by side to her and take a breather my foreland on the edge of the bed, my forehead resting against her thigh. She reached down and pulled me up resting my head on her body and wrapped her legs around me. We sat there catching our breathing space for a instant before Victoria spoke again.

'' Are you okay ? Sorry if I got a little rough there. I do n't have it off what came over me. ``

'' I 'm - I 'm fine. '' I stammered, pretty sure I was telling the truth.

'' You 're just so ... just so ... '' Now it was her spell to lose her train of thought process. I looked up at her, waiting for her to finish.

"Fuckable… I'm gon na make it my mission to break-dance you. You are going to be my personal fuck toy"

"What are you waiting for then ?"I asked.

Victoria smiled and got off the bed. I climbed up on the bed and laid on my stomach. I felt Victoria sit on my thighs and spread my ass.

"I'm gon na mold this courteous ass into my personal fuck hole"Victoria said.

For the rest of the night she fucked me. Every Night from then on for the ease of the summertime I spent with Queen Victoria .