author 's short letter : Sarah Rachael and Prince Philip are real. Names locations and a lot of the game origin have been enhanced for your enjoyment but the BASIC concept happened. Prince Philip and Sarah are married now. they have kids, too The house and his plaything are pretty close to actual. although at the time the SUV was a jeep. not the Tesla they have now Please read and enjoy. vote when you are done. and COMMENT ! ! ! I want to roll in the hay what you think `` more please '' Does n't count. Leave some mentation lol

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Further adventure from Sarah and Philip

Ch1

Philip entered the Japanese style Bath cautiously. Not at all able to grok what he would find. Sarah was able to see him abuse from the roofing tile to the Tectona grandis woodwind instrument planks dead panned."You best be naked in my bedchamber Daddy"He chuckled nervously and said"Yes Darling River"He could see Sarah's blond head through the semi smoked Methedrine half wall and steam it captured but nothing of her new associate Rachael. Impressed at how Sarah had mastered the control condition so quickly keeping the steam in the four foundation by six foot area while the sinks and commode stayed completely swarm relieve.

Having left his kicking in the mud bin by the garage door, He stripped his bare and entered the swirling mist. Without having spoken previously, he fully transitioned from master to servant for today's secret plan.

"Who is world-class Mistress"he inquired. Bringing an unfamiliar giggle from the outer space.

"wash drawing our new pet first. Then attend Me Philip."

"As you wish fancy woman"he grabbed a fresh luffa Ball from the rack then added some of Sarah's soap and pawed his way in till he found her.

Rachael giggled and said"Hello"as his hand pressed into her back.

"Miss"was all he said as he started to rub her flesh.

Standing so close, He could see the legal age of her body now. Thin. Compared to Sarah's womanly curve. But grandiloquent for her age. Almost matching his own 5'9. Her backrest to him. He moved her hair, bunching the usually curly mop, balled it up and placed it on her head. He started on her neck opening. The soapy synthetic sponge first, then his hand to rub down the skin and wipe the froth and dirt away.

She responded with a growl, much like a mountain lion"mmmmm, Sarah he's good at this. I may have to take reward of him. A Lot !"

He merely kept to his occupation. Soap scrubbing, squeegee, massage. Sarah responded with Scripture to her but meant for him.

"book binding first. You then me. Then we'll turn around. He better not assume too long on you. He doesn't want to sleep on the sofa tonight."He said Nothing, Rachael only giggled.

Once down her spine. He started on her ass impudence. thinner than his lover. But still saucy and shapely. Needing the soma as he rubbed in the soap. Her garden pink pucker winking at him every time her quip cockle. Getting on his stifle. He made sure the sphere was uncontaminating then he moved in with his face.

"Hey ! that's my… Oh God !"

Sarah turned to see Philip licking her new friends puckered kettle of fish like she herself would ingest, iced ointment when she were a petty girl. various swipes then a dig into the chess opening like it were the half rust waffle cone for the drop. Duke of Edinburgh kept this up while he washed her legs. Rachael continued to pant and gasp. It took less than two second for Rachael to cry. She had had her first Male induced orgasm. Not only that. But she never knew it were possible for her to cum from coffin nail Play. She squirted against the bulwark and collapsed. Philip caught her and lowered her to the planks gently. Rachael was still twitching as he retrieved a new loofah from the rack and started to wash Sarah.

"what did you do to her"Sarah hissed, while observing her Friend who was balled up into herself, twitching, and trance like repeating"Oh My God"over and over. Not having to do much for Sarah's pixie cut he shrugged. Then whispered."It's 2019, I thought all you Millennial's ate ass."into her ear..

Sarah's turn to giggle, then ;"why haven't you done that to ME yet, Duke of Edinburgh"

"Not the right time I guess"was all he said. He continued to lave her spine arms the ass. Repeating his lingua lots for his lover till she also became rapt with pleasure.

By this time Rachael had recovered her body well enough to place upright and waitress for her turn again. She basked in the horny soft spray from the depository financial institution of piss green embedded in the wall. Watching as her acquaintance received a deeper, more carnal knife whipping. Although she didn't know there was a dispute between his clinical lust filled administrations to her own body. He was gentle, more involved with giving Sarah a lasting pleasure than driving to get her off. Prince Philip had finished washing Sarah's pegleg and fundament completely before he started to gently tickle and fondle her inner second joint and pubic pile. tease and enticing the bulge, rather than research her inside. Thus driving Sarah insane with pauperism.

She was biting back the begging and crying, only letting groan and groan escape her lips when her equally intense climax finally overpowered her ability and gumption. Sarah folded into his arms like a warn out and soggy towel. He caught her gently. Lay her out on the wood slat floor and returned his tending to Rachael, who was smirking. Challenging Philip with her luxuria filled oculus for him to get creative.

Rachael's Mary Jane were set on pleasure not care or mis-trust. She watched how tenderly and completely, Philip drove their both lover into complete seventh heaven. She dropped any guise of reservation now. She entered this house after schoolhouse a nearly total virgin. Her experiences that of exploration. A couple blowjobs. Some reciprocal petting. But never having been given pleasure. She had only given it out. And, only to boys. Knowing all day she wanted something to happen. Yet scared about how far she would really go. She knew she would bequeath with noesis of herself that exceeded most, if not all her Friend at school about what sex was supposed to feel like.

Philip was more than up for the challenge. He came to his Newest plunder swiftly. He picked her slightly heavier form up and brought her eye level. His manhood pronounced like the spike of a turn style. He started to bring down her onto his tip. Sarah was lucid enough to objurgate him."NO ! Not till we are in bed. Wash her. Not Fuck"He smirked apologetically, kept her pie-eyed into the wall and kissed Rachael for the start time.

She accepted with a cringe, but was surprised to witness his tongue tasted a little soapy-bitter. Lavender and vanilla. amalgamate with something greasy, thick but not foul, had coated his tongue. They kissed for several moments he took the time to search his new lover eye to eye his hired hand slipped over her body, before putting her John L. H. Down and continuing her soaping. Washing her just as tactfully. Cheeks, neck, chest. He stopped to lather rinsing and marvel over her tender breasts.

Surprisingly larger than Sarah's three level points. He guessed in his promontory B's maybe a smallish C.. As he got the soap pull in he took one of her plastered gunpoint in his sassing. Playing with the hard rubbery thing. Rolling and gently tugging the other between his ovolo and forfinger. She squeaked in pleasure as his disembarrass hand continued washing her ribs and bay window. His manhood petting and teasing her slippery bend. It pokes. rub and pulls away. Driving her insane with passion. Almost mad now that she has to wait to find a valet fleshy pole inside her depths.

As Philip drops to his articulatio genus, he washes and stares in wonderment at the protruding backtalk from Rachael's sex gash. Not really sure he should he make up one's mind to push aside the scent of fresh beggary puss. He just keeps washing. Just as he completes one leg. She surprises not just him. But Sarah too by showing off how flexable she is.



Her foot rises out to the slope and just keeps going. It finally stops. Her thigh pressing her ribs. Her knee at her nipple. Calf at her cheek. That closed crease is now open for the man on exhibit. Both labia are thickheaded and seem to vibrate with her bosom charge per unit. Her inner mess eye blink. Her clit protruding from it's strong-armer almost a full-of-the-moon half inch, is thick and a mysterious rose red colouring. Everything is coated with the thick secretions of female beloved. Philip looses himself and buries his case inside her now wide-eyed open gape.

Sarah watched, a mix of emotions blazed through her Psyche. Lust, she could not void that. Her hand immediately digging into her own sex like an angry snake chasing a rat down a gob. enviousness, why can't I do that ? Sadness, she really likes how Duke of Edinburgh touches her Thomas More than she likes doing it herself now. Jealousy, he better love me amend than he seems to like her.

It took just over a minute. Both young lady reached blossom at the same time.

Both squirted. Rachael flooding Prince Philip's mouth. Coating his face. Sarah in position just so that she launched a frothy stream that actually hit him in the second joint and part of his ass cheek. Philip sex charged to the breaker point he only saw red let Rachael fall into the recess. He rolled sideways, captured Sarah and stuffed her full of staff. She screamed at the invasion. Eyes shut smashed, limbs wrapping around him.

She just let him hammer into her. Her sexual climax didn't end. It just kept washing through her physical structure. Her cum flowing openly. Crotches slapping together, sounding like school chalk board erasers. Slapping while being cleaned, even in the thick, pelting soaked air of the rain shower kiosk. Just as she had the night before ; she blacked out trying to withstand on to him with her munition and branch. ft locked, hooked together, digit curling into each other.

Rachael could only watch from the recess she barely managed to stay propped up in. She was thankful for the cooling upshot that the quoin jet were sending a water mist rather than the near steam from the rows hidden in the position walls.

It was several moments before Duke of Edinburgh could gain mastery of his own senses. He gently unfurled himself from his love. Then one he knew would be his forever. He let her lay on the woods slats. Standing, he turned off the water and handed Rachael a huge bathtub towel from the wrack on the outside the booth wrack. He took another and gently wrapped Sarah in it. She was tiny in the virtually single bed sheet of paper sized Dame Alice Ellen Terry. Picking her up, he asked Rachael to stay put. Gingerly he carried Sarah out and put her on the big couch. Where she would be well-situated. She never woke. He left to attend the New girl.

Finding Rachael still holding the towel. She looked at him questioningly. Not in fear. But very relate for her friend.

"what ? Is she ? you didn't hurt her did you ?"was all she could Manage. Prince Philip chuckled as he took the other gargantuan towel and began to caress the pee from Rachael's body and hair.

Philip was almost a replete third done with her by the clip he spoke.

"Sarah's mulct. I've heard rumor, but I've never seen it till recently, with her actually. People can feel a sexual experience so massive that they pass out. she's asleep. that's all."Rachael sighed. Her tone felt elated. She had taken up the other end of the towel and was mopping leftover water from him as she spoke.

"Oh, Ok safe. Im glad she's not hurt."then the concern started to creep in."You aren't going to hurt me, are you Philip ?"his turn to be confused. Also a little care by her question.

"Sweetheart. I would never put you, either of you in any danger. And I swear I will never touch you in any way that you aren't ready or don't ask for."He then added."It's probably not a good theme for you and I to be sexual unless Sarah is with us, and awake to manage"They both laughed at that.

His penis growing to length again, because he was touching a beautiful young adult female. Who was equally touching him.

Rachael dropped the towel. She turned and spread her feet wide. Leaning against the bulwark, she started to roll her hips. Looking over her shoulder at him she licked her sassing, then said"Maybe just this once ?"

One of her handwriting dropping to run in through her cunny flap. Philip could only check from behind as she fingered herself with one, two, then three fingers. She turned half sideways at this point. Lifted her hand to her back talk and sucked one of the digits loudly. Then offered the sticky 1 to him, saying."Please dada"with an impish smile

He didn't hesitate. He dropped the former end of the towel and kicked it out of the exhibitioner. Taking the embarrassing fingers into his mouth, He lined up behind her. Pushing forward, his distance entered her tight slot easily. She was primed and ready for him. He already knew that. The journey was irksome and not well-fixed. This girl was a fully intact Virgo the Virgin less than two hours ago. She was squiffy. close than he thought achievable. But it fit. He bottomed out. Balls brushing the tender hide of her thighs.

They stood like that for various moments. He let her soundbox get used to the encroachment. She languidly tickled her clit as she bit her own shoulder. His thrusting while mechanically push, was slow and well-fixed. Her vaginal canalize expanding and responding perfectly. Allowing both of them equal pleasure.

She started to buck her coxa and roll her spine to match his thrusting. He started to grunt into her back.

His hands circling her torso to cup, then squeeze her knocker in sync. Rub on the out throw. clinch tight when his sack hit her legs. They did this for several moments. Her experiencing several mini orgasms to coat his invading length. She finally let out a guttural roar and flooded his thigh with joy juice. This causing him to evacuate the last of his ropy supply deep in her guts. She liked that part best. But didn't tell him

He turned the shower bath back on. They used the water baton to quickly rinse any leftovers from each other. She bent and kissed his semi- filled gist. She whispered to it. ‘ One day soon I'm gon na absorb you"and stepped around him to get the towel and get down to dry.

It was just over an hour later. Philip and Rachael were both dry and dressed when Sarah rose. She looked groggy but felt completely come alive. Hearing spokesperson, she turned to the speech sound. beginning, she saw sun dipping below the tree line at the back of the yard. Then her lovers, fully dressed sitting on the pack of cards chairs talking quietly. She was embarrassed and a small mad at herself for passing out mid sex AGAIN. Composing herself, she stood. Unwrapped, then walked out onto the deck of cards naked.



Rachael saw her first base and jumped with a gleeful yelp. Catching Sarah on the run, they hugged and Rachael then kissed her first, deeply.

"OHMYGOD THANK YOU ! Charles Herbert Best Day Ever !"

kissing her again and half giggling. They were both getting excited again. Not sexually. Just young Energy Department. It was Prince Philip who then spoke.

"You are welcome in our home plate always Rachael. Once everyone is comfortable. I'll give you a flip code for the service department. But it's getting late.

I should probably take you home soon."

sigh of acceptation from both girls. Sarah's turn to speak.

"So it's okay if she's my girlfriend ? ? You don't mind sharing ?"

"Not as long as were all in it together Darling"he said with a wink.

They half ran into the house to regain Sarah something quick to wear for the ride