[JonPop]

The King ordered his servants and staff to prepare a huge feast in honor of the victory over the spammers.
Princess Jennifer was to the left of the King with Sir Bret to her left.
The mighty hall was full of the kings own knights and dignitaries and the long table was set for a , well, for a King. There was fried spam, baked spam, BBQ'd spam, every way that spam could be prepared, it was there.

As Sir Bret wore his dick down his right leg, it was a tempting plaything for the Princess and she couldn't keep her hand from fondling and caressing his shaft beneath the table.
Sir Bret hated spam and was doing his best to choke down a few bites and Princess Jennifer playing with his dick, was not helping matters. He was so erected, it felt like his tights were going to split and he could feel drops of wetness at the end of his dick. He looked at the Princess and she was flushed and glistening with a film of perspiration on her forehead and a silly grin on her beautiful face.
Finally, when Sir Bret could stand no more, he arose and turned to the King and said, "Your highness, I beg to be excused from your fine feast and divine presence, but I have had a very long and tiring day and I must go to my room for a bath and some rest.
As he stood, the King, seeing the bulge in Sir Bret's tights, turned to the Queen and using his eyes gestured that she should look.
The Queen's eyes got very large and she turned a very nice shade of red. The King said, "Why yes, Sir Bret, I will have my lovely daughter the Princess accompany you and see that ALL your needs are tended to." And with an uproarious laugh, waved his hand to dismiss them.
As he turned to leave, he once again looked at the Queen as she was staring unabashedly at his dick and licking her lips.
Princess Jennifer fairly dragged him up the stairs and to his room.
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