Double D Director

Double D Dinner

Bestie opened his eyes, let out all the gas he built up in the night and stepped out of bed, he turned left to his front door and saw a gold encrusted piece of paper inviting him for a dinner with his future husband and the slut he's married to. He then turned right to his toilet and used it, grabbing two pieces of bread and some ham from the cupboard beside him. He but on his best bra and washed his todger. When he pulled up to the castle he realised how much his darling loved animals, particularly when the cow he married opened the door. He smiled a fake smile and ran to the king for a hug who accepted it, bestie thought it was odd when something hard was touching his leg but decided it must be the kings phone. They all went to the kitchen where bestie was throwing back shots and his phat ass. Camilla stepped out for some air and as bestie turned to ask for another shot Charles caught his lips in a desperate, hungry kiss. Bestie could feel his chapped lips and the moisture of that foam old people get in the corners of their mouths when they talk too much. He tasted like oil and piss and bestie has never gotten so turned on so quick. He spent the rest of the night trying to cover up his semi, tracking the kings every move.

That night bestie had the best wank of his life although he still had a hard time believing it was real. Talk about cumming to terms.