Chapter Twenty-Three
A great night’s sleep, though passing out from multiple orgasms better describes my state of unconsciousness.
I arise, a weary Jack, tongue worn, sleeps. I don a robe, use the bathroom, peel off Jack’s hood, then head for the kitchen. I will make coffee. Jack will prepare breakfast when he finally musters the energy to arise.
I take a sip of java. Then hearing him stir, step to the bedroom. Jack will have toilet needs and I must assist. As stated, Jack will always have my assistance and supervision in the toilet... a regimen begun years ago from day one as his governess.
Bladder full, Jack wordlessly steps to the bathroom. I follow. When he moves to the toilet, hands go to his head and I reach down and grasp his c**k cage, aligning the opening of the Prince’s Wand
