Homerun2611
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In fact Richard's concern was not just that the Queen did not like him, but perhaps liked him too much. Often he would turn and find her eyes staring at some part of his muscular body, often biting idly on a finger in her mouth. If the Queen demanded favors he knew not what to do. Surely, engaging in matters of carnal interest with the Queen was treason, yet, from what he had heard, rumors only, if it were treason, there were more than a few who might hang!
He tried to avoid what he was feeling, how good, she felt pressed against him, the perfect fit, the perfect girl, yet the one he could never have. He adjusted in his saddle as he felt himself get hard as her little bottom slid up and down his groin as she rode. He leaned forward and pressed himself back to avoid further contact. "Thank you mi Lady, you are too kind, but I am unfortunately left marked by his indiscretions. Thank you for not making me feel that way, if only for a moment!"
They rode and rode, and he smiled at her question. "My father used to say I am a horse whisperer. Other than perhaps you mi Lady, I would generally prefer time with a horse to any man or noble. They seem to know that, trust me, know that I am true and kind and that I will not hurt them, and if I command they know that they are capable. I had hoped my horsemanship would make me a superb knight...but I guess I must be content to be the best stable boy I can!"
They rode a bit longer, and were finally back to the castle stables. He had already hopped off his horse and was about to assist Lady Amora. As he reached up his hand, his large erection, still quite hard, was very easy to see. And as he helped Amora down, he turned to see the queen blatently gazing down at the outline of his cock. "Where have you two been?" She asked with crooked brow. Richard bowed, "I was teaching the princess to ride..." Again she let her eyes pan up and down, trying to figure out just what might happened...but she saw no signs of blood. "I see...well, I will have to see your skill myself....Come Amora!"
He tried to avoid what he was feeling, how good, she felt pressed against him, the perfect fit, the perfect girl, yet the one he could never have. He adjusted in his saddle as he felt himself get hard as her little bottom slid up and down his groin as she rode. He leaned forward and pressed himself back to avoid further contact. "Thank you mi Lady, you are too kind, but I am unfortunately left marked by his indiscretions. Thank you for not making me feel that way, if only for a moment!"
They rode and rode, and he smiled at her question. "My father used to say I am a horse whisperer. Other than perhaps you mi Lady, I would generally prefer time with a horse to any man or noble. They seem to know that, trust me, know that I am true and kind and that I will not hurt them, and if I command they know that they are capable. I had hoped my horsemanship would make me a superb knight...but I guess I must be content to be the best stable boy I can!"
They rode a bit longer, and were finally back to the castle stables. He had already hopped off his horse and was about to assist Lady Amora. As he reached up his hand, his large erection, still quite hard, was very easy to see. And as he helped Amora down, he turned to see the queen blatently gazing down at the outline of his cock. "Where have you two been?" She asked with crooked brow. Richard bowed, "I was teaching the princess to ride..." Again she let her eyes pan up and down, trying to figure out just what might happened...but she saw no signs of blood. "I see...well, I will have to see your skill myself....Come Amora!"