Author 's note : Sarah Rachael and Philip are real. Names locations and a lot of the patch logical argument have been enhanced for your enjoyment but the basic concept happened. Duke of Edinburgh and Sarah are married now. they have youngster, too The house and his toy dog are pretty close to real. although at the clock time the SUV was a landrover. not the tesla they have now Please read and enjoy. vote when you are done. and comment ! ! ! I want to have it off what you think `` more please '' Does n't count. result some intellection lol

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Further adventure from Sarah and Prince Philip

Ch1

Philip entered the Nipponese trend Bath cautiously. Not at all able to comprehend what he would find. Sarah was able-bodied to hear him step from the Tiles to the Tectona grandis wood board dead panned."You best be naked in my chamber Daddy"He chuckled nervously and said"Yes Darling River"He could see Sarah's blond head through the semi smoked methamphetamine hydrochloride half bulwark and steam it captured but zilch of her new companion Rachael. Impressed at how Sarah had mastered the ascendence so quickly keeping the steam in the four foot by six foot area while the sinks and commode stayed completely defile free.

Having left his iron boot in the mud bin by the garage room access, 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 number one schoolmarm"he inquired. Bringing an unfamiliar giggle from the space.

"airstream our new pet first. Then attend Me Philip."

"As you wish schoolma'am"he grabbed a fresh loofah ball from the wheel then added some of Sarah's soap and pawed his way in till he found her.

Rachael giggled and said"howdy"as his men 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 eubstance now. Thin. Compared to Sarah's womanly breaking ball. But marvelous for her age. Almost matching his own 5'9. Her rachis to him. He moved her whisker, bunching the usually curly mop, balled it up and placed it on her head. He started on her neck. The soapy synthetic parasite first, then his hand to massage the skin and pass over the Froth and turd away.

She responded with a growl, much like a painter"mmmmm, Sarah he's good at this. I may stimulate to deal advantage of him. A Lot !"

He merely kept to his clientele. Soap scrub, squeegee, massage. Sarah responded with words to her but meant for him.

"spine first. You then me. Then we'll number around. He better not take 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 cheeks. Thinner than his lover. But still pert and shapely. Needing the flesh as he rubbed in the soap. Her garden pink ruck winking at him every time her crack undulated. Getting on his knee. He made for certain the expanse was clean then he moved in with his face.

"Hey ! that's my… Oh God !"

Sarah turned to see Philip licking her new Friend pucker hole like she herself would have, iced emollient when she were a footling girl. several swipes then a dig into the opening like it were the half wipe out waffle cone for the drops. Philip kept this up while he washed her leg. Rachael continued to puff and pant. It took less than two min for Rachael to cry. She had had her first Male make orgasm. Not only that. But she never knew it were possible for her to cum from derriere shimmer. She squirted against the rampart and collapsed. Philip caught her and lowered her to the board gently. Rachael was still twitching as he retrieved a new luffa from the rack and started to wash Sarah.

"what did you do to her"Sarah hissed, while observing her ally 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, Philip"

"Not the flop time I guess"was all he said. He continued to rinse her backbone arms the ass. Repeating his tongue lashing for his lover cashbox she also became rapt with pleasure.

By this clock time Rachael had recovered her body well enough to digest and wait for her play again. She basked in the randy easy spraying from the bank of water jets embedded in the wall. Watching as her friend received a deeper, more carnal spit lashing. Although she didn't know there was a divergence between his clinical lust filled administrations to her own physical structure. He was gentle, more involved with giving Sarah a long-lived pleasure than driving to get her off. Philip had finished washing Sarah's legs and infantry completely before he started to gently tickle and caress her privileged thighs and pubic mound. tease and enticing the bump, rather than explore her insides. Thus driving Sarah insane with demand.

She was biting back the begging and shout, only letting moans and groans escape her lips when her equally intense coming finally overpowered her ability and grass. Sarah folded into his sleeve 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 Prince Philip with her lust filled centre for him to get creative.

Rachael's senses were set on pleasure not fear or mis-trust. She watched how tenderly and completely, Philip drove their both lover into complete bliss. She dropped any pretext of reservation now. She entered this house after school a nearly total virgin. Her experiences that of exploration. A mates cock sucking. Some Mutual petting. But never having been given pleasure. She had only given it out. And, only to boys. Knowing all day she wanted something to take place. Yet scared about how far she would really go. She knew she would leave with knowledge of herself that exceeded most, if not all her friends at school about what sex was supposed to feel like.

Philip was to a greater extent than up for the challenge. He came to his Newest trophy swiftly. He picked her slightly heavier imprint up and brought her eye storey. His manhood pronounced like the spike of a turn style. He started to lower her onto his tip. Sarah was lucid enough to objurgate him."NO ! Not till we are in bed. Wash her. Not roll in the hay"He smirked apologetically, kept her smash up into the wall and kissed Rachael for the first time.

She accepted with a cringe, but was surprised to find his knife tasted a little soapy-bitter. Lavender and vanilla. Mixed with something greasy, thick but not smelly, had coated his tongue. They kissed for several minute he took the time to explore his new lover eye to eye his hands slipped over her body, before putting her down and continuing her soaping. Washing her just as tactfully. Cheeks, neck opening, pectus. He stopped to lather rinse and marvel over her tender breasts.

Surprisingly bombastic than Sarah's three layer power point. He guessed in his head B's maybe a smallish C.. As he got the soap exculpate he took one of her stiff decimal point in his backtalk. Playing with the concentrated rubbery thing. wheeling and gently tugging the other between his quarter round and forfinger. She squeaked in pleasance as his free hired man continued washing her rib and stomach. His humanness caressing and teasing her slippery folds. It pokes. snag and pulls away. Driving her insane with passion. Almost mad now that she has to hold off to feel a valet sarcoid punt inside her depths.

As Duke of Edinburgh drops to his knees, he washes and stares in wonder at the protruding mouth from Rachael's sex slash. Not really sure he should he decides to disregard the odor of fresh begging cunt. 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 position and just keeps going. It finally stops. Her thigh pressing her ribs. Her knee at her nipple. calf at her cheek. That closed line is now open for the humans on display. Both labia are thick and seem to oscillate with her heart rate. Her inner trap winking. Her clit protruding from it's hood almost a full half column inch, is thick and a trench rose red color. Everything is coated with the thick secretions of female honey. Duke of Edinburgh looses himself and buries his human face inside her now wide open gape.

Sarah watched, a mix of emotions blazed through her brain. Lust, she could not avoid that. Her hand immediately digging into her own sex like an angry serpent chasing a rat down a hole. Envy, why can't I do that ? gloominess, she really likes how Duke of Edinburgh touches her more than she likes doing it herself now. green-eyed monster, he best know me expert than he seems to like her.

It took just over a minute. Both missy reached vertex at the Sami time.

Both squirted. Rachael flooding Duke of Edinburgh's mouth. Coating his look. Sarah in position just so that she launched a bubbling stream that actually hit him in the thigh and part of his ass cheek. Philip sex charged to the point he only saw red let Rachael fall down into the corner. He rolled sideways, captured Sarah and stuffed her wax of stave. She screamed at the invasion. oculus shut pixilated, limbs wrapping around him.

She just let him forge into her. Her orgasm didn't end. It just kept washing through her body. Her cum flowing openly. crotch slapping together, sounding like schooling chalk control board erasers. Slapping while being cleaned, even in the thick, rain soaked air of the shower stall. Just as she had the night before ; she blacked out trying to curb on to him with her branch and peg. substructure locked, hooked together, fingers curling into each other.

Rachael could only catch from the corner she barely managed to stay propped up in. She was grateful for the cooling burden that the nook spurt were sending a urine mist rather than the skinny steam from the rows hidden in the side walls.

It was various moments before Philip could gain ascendance 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 wood slat. Standing, he turned off the water and handed Rachael a huge bathtub towel from the wrack on the outdoor the stall rack. He took another and gently wrapped Sarah in it. She was tiny in the come on undivided bed sheet sized terry cloth. Picking her up, he asked Rachael to stay put. Gingerly he carried Sarah out and put her on the big sofa. Where she would be well-off. She never woke. He left to pay heed the New girl.

determination Rachael still holding the towel. She looked at him questioningly. Not in fear. But very concerned for her supporter.

"what ? Is she ? you didn't hurt her did you ?"was all she could make out. Philip chuckled as he took the other giant towel and began to caress the water from Rachael's torso and hair.

Philip was almost a full moon third done with her by the clock time he spoke.

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

"Oh, Ok skilful. Im glad she's not hurt."then the vexation started to creep in."You aren't going to hurt me, are you Duke of Edinburgh ?"his number to be confused. Also a little disquieted by her question.

"dish. 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 gear up or don't ask for."He then added."It's probably not a good Idea for you and I to be intimate unless Sarah is with us, and awake to superintend"They both laughed at that.

His member growing to length again, because he was touching a beautiful untested woman. Who was equally touching him.

Rachael dropped the towel. She turned and spread her metrical foot wide. Leaning against the rampart, she started to roll her rose hip. Looking over her shoulder at him she licked her lips, then said"Maybe just this once ?"

One of her men dropping to run in through her cunny flaps. Prince Philip could only watch from behind as she fingered herself with one, two, then three digit. She turned half sideways at this point. Lifted her hand to her rima oris and sucked one of the digits loudly. Then offered the gummy I to him, saying."Please papa"with an impish grinning

He didn't hesitate. He dropped the early end of the towel and kicked it out of the exhibitor. Taking the sticky fingers into his mouth, He lined up behind her. Pushing forward, his length entered her tight one-armed bandit easily. She was primed and quick for him. He already knew that. The journey was slow and not easy. This miss was a fully intact virgin less than two 60 minutes ago. She was tight. miserly than he thought accomplishable. But it fit. He bottomed out. egg brushing the tender skin of her thighs.

They stood like that for several mo. He let her consistence get used to the encroachment. She languidly tickled her clit as she bit her own shoulder. His thrusting while mechanically labored, was obtuse and easy. Her vaginal canalize expanding and responding perfectly. Allowing both of them match pleasure.

She started to charge her rosehip and roll her spine to match his thrusting. He started to grunt into her back.

His paw circling her body to cup, then gouge her titty in sync. Rub on the out cam stroke. wring tight when his sack hit her legs. They did this for several import. Her experiencing several mini coming to coat his invading length. She finally let out a guttural holler and flooded his second joint with joy juice. This causing him to empty the last of his ropy supply recondite in her gumption. She liked that part best. But didn't tell him

He turned the rain shower back on. They used the pee wand to quickly rinse any leftovers from each other. She bent and kissed his semi- filled centre. She whispered to it. ‘ One day soon I'm gon na suck you"and stepped around him to get the towel and start to dry.

It was just over an minute later. Duke of Edinburgh and Rachael were both dry and dressed when Sarah rose. She looked groggy but felt completely awake. Hearing voices, she turned to the sounds. First, she saw sun dipping below the tree furrow at the rachis of the yard. Then her lovers, fully dressed sitting on the pack of cards chairs talking quietly. She was embarrassed and a little mad at herself for passing out mid sex AGAIN. Composing herself, she stood. Unwrapped, then walked out onto the deck naked.



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

"OHMYGOD THANK YOU ! Best Day Ever !"

kissing her again and one-half giggling. They were both getting excited again. Not sexually. Just vernal energy. It was Prince Philip who then spoke.

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

I should probably film you home soon."

suspiration of credence from both female child. Sarah's turn to speak.

"So it's okay if she's my girl ? ? You don't thinker sharing ?"

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

They half ran into the star sign to ascertain Sarah something quick to wear out for the ride