Prick Charming
TESTICLES, Lesbianism
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` It was a white night. Full moon. `

She was horny. As always.

She needed a great fuck. Lanced a lot, so to speak.

She's the fetish Queen of her Court, the Queendom of Cumelot.


Let's go back a few years, when now Queen Erin was then still Princess Erin.

We'll go way back in time. The Queen is just now 21, so let's go back to her
18th birthday. That would be, if my math is correct, 3 years ago. 2002 take
away 3, then this flashback is in 1999.

The Princess had just graduated with honors from her select private high
school. She gave the valor-dick-story address.

She was at the top of her class because she was at the top of her form. And
what a form that is.

But just an aside, she's not a real princess or queen, like Elizabeth or
whoever. She's just a pretty girl raised by a happily pretty fucked up mother
who was just 13 when Erin came into the world. And at 34 her mother is still a
great piece of ass too, so Erin has good genes. And she looks great in short
skirts.

We don't need to talk about the things Erin saw her mother get into while she
was growing up. You can imagine. Well, even your imagination probably has
limits that end before the kind of kink Erin's mother would get into (still
does).

"Pretty girls don't suck cock." Erin learned this early on from her mother.
Both Erin and her mother are way more than "pretty," so no cocks between their
lips.

Not that they don't like a great cock now and then. They do. But they have
standards and limits.

The cocks must come with a good-looking cock maintenance machine (the guy with
subject cock). And after the great cock is used to fuck ass and pussy, the
cock maintenance machine must make sure it does not cum and that he takes it
away for good after his once-only use for Erin.


I'm bored. Sorry.

You deserve to hear the rest of the story. You won't.

I'm going over to Erin's this afternoon and eat her pussy. She'll at least let
a gorgeous babe like myself go down on her wherever and whenever. I'm lucky.

What I won't tell you about is Erin's "Round Table."

She likes gang bangs.

And she likes when the cocks of the day fail in some way. Then she has them by
the balls.

But she does not have them by the balls for long. Because even though she is
still holding their balls, she can't literally have them by the balls anymore
because the balls are then no longer connected to the men who had been
maintaining them.

Let me make that clear. When she has them by the balls, she cuts off their
balls. Then she just has the balls by the balls. You can't have balls by the
balls and men by those balls at the same time. Not logical.

I'll be back in a few days and tell you more, but I need Erin's clit on my
tongue right now, and I can't talk when my tongue is occupied by things much
more pleasing than shaping it to form syllables. Not silly, just true.

I'll send this story in at this point so I can remember where I left off. If I
happen to find you with Erin this afternoon, you'll be leaving something else
off.

That would be fun for all of us.

  

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