“Whew!” she exclaimed, “What now?”
“What do you mean what now?” Boris asked. “On second thoughts!” Mitzy cried and she jumped on Boris and impaled herself on his now stiff cock. “To love him and cherish him and,” the priest continued. The city was almost deserted everyone seemed glued to their TVs or lining the streets from the Palace to the Cathedral for today Prince Boris was to marry and they were to have a new princess who would one day be their queen. “No never, I hate you!” she cried, “Ouch!”
He hit her again but the heavy ornate uniform was hampering him, “Here, you have a go!” he said to a security guard, “Take your jacket off, put your back into it!”
“Whack!” the belt flashed down. The crowd outside erupted with whoops and cheers as they appeared, Mitzy forgot to hide her rather magnificent E cup silicon tits as she waved happily to the crowd, and even forgot she had no knickers on either so wrapped up in the euphoria of the moment was she.
