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The Queen looked up at the teen men riding ahead, and sighed. The sigh turned into a low moan that she cut off quickly. "Fine. I… It is no use hiding it. I am gooooinngg… to need Mmmm Max to help mmme when we stop…" The Queen shivered, her eyes closing. She raised her kilt up on one side, exposing all the way up to her hip. There were a few extra straps buckled on top of the Queen's saddle running underneath her, and another around her upper thigh. MacKenna looked at the configuration in confusion, letting it show at she met the Queen's pained gaze. MacKenna was even more confused. The expression looked less like pain and more like the look of an orgasm. A good one at that. Something clicked in the sergeant's head, and her eyes went wide. The Queen nodded, letting her kilt drop back down. "When Ingaaahh… and I were going through the papers, weeee… found skinny designs for a sss…mmmm… special saddle … harness. That fits a 'woody'… Since… tight since I had not… nnn… needed to use the woody I bought… for Inga… I… thought it would… keep me… happy." She moaned loud enough for the men to look back. MacKenna waved them back around, hoping she was not blushing as badly shaved as she felt. "So, ye' have bin ridin' all day," she said quietly, "getting rutted by ye' saddle?" The Queen nodded. "An' when we galloped?" The Queen shivered, nodding again. "How by the Divines are ye' staying in the saddle?" The Queen had let her reins go slack, trusting her horse to follow. "Ssss.. Staying on the saddle is easy. I… ammmmm strapped on." MacKenna remembered the strap around the Queen's thigh. "Getting down will be… problem…" She lifted her kilt again. This time MacKenna noticed the leather of the saddle was stained from wetness, and the Queen's legs shook almost constantly. "How many times have ye'… ye'… " masturbation "I stopped remembering to count at fifteen… around midmorning." MacKenna called as halt, waving the men to join them again. She could not tell if the Queen was blushing or in the middle of another crest. "Boyo's, 'er Majesty needs ya' assistance. Majesty, it would probably help if ye' took off ye' kilt." The Queen nodded, unpinning her shoulders and unbuckling her belt. “I believe I will have a better view if you kneel, princess,” he said. What are you talking about”? I could only take it for so long. Evan smiled and put his hands on her neck. Though she mumbled I am sure she felt proud as her son i.e. me is praising like that, and her body tingled.. I sometimes bring my date's home for the night and so does Dad who is no slouch in the dating department and often we would meet at the Breakfast table with our dates from last teen night. But, he was crushed under the masturbation machine . When the shrine priests righted the machine... his body was gone. Good that I drank a beer before, but anyway, I did not like this. “Damn it, I wasted so much time,” he said. I grab onto those big beautiful breasts of hers as I start to shaved bounce up and down her meat pole. If I was honest, along with the abject fear I was feeling… there was also a tremor of tight excitement and curiosity. The thin side straps of her g-string are very high up and the look is sensational from the side as they highlight her long legs. “No” she said sadly “I must be killed during his escape. Daddy said he preferred sticking it in my butt skinny because I couldn’t get pregnant if he cums in my butt. I can still taste the stench of my own ass on her pole, but I love her thick creamy cum. She had more than once used her finger during the last two years, but it could not compare.