“Slut,” he commanded. Just then cum erupted from his dick. The entire walk to the great hall – and through the first half of the feast – Derrick did not appear. It did not take the tight feeling in his crotch for Brandyn to know he was aroused. Although she now wore the crown as queen, she felt like it was a meaningless title. Privately, of course. Although Derrick said he was sad, she thought she caught a glimmer of triumph in his eyes. “Come for your chance to use a queen!” bellowed Derrick. Derrick had made her give him handjobs and blowjobs in progressively more public areas, yet as she was kneeling in front of him in the stables, she could see the pairs of feet walking back and forth. Then, he just continued to rub her pussy. He was still strong, but his belly bulged slightly, a sign of too many years of feasting and drinking. It had been at least a month since he had last been with a woman.
