With one of my hands behind her, stroking gently her spin, fingers running down, my other hand then began to draw the top further downwards, past the ...kirt that she wore, which were truly tight and revealing. As the top descended so did I allowing my tongue to slide down the flawless silk surface of her body, lingering everywhere, swirling all over, feeling the pleasure of her dramatic, sensual body. Finally the top was down at her ankles, my hands helping her to step from its clutches, then. She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Gérard and Amélie. Setting the breakfast tray on a side table, she stepped slowly toward the bed. Her smile was wide.“Mademoiselle? Monsieur?”Gérard stopped what he was doing and turned to Sandrine. He didn’t say anything, but he didn’t attempt to cover himself, and it was quite evident to Amélie and Sandrine that he had gone from tumescent to ready. More than ready. For herself, Amélie was dripping with desire. She motioned Sandrine to come closer.. He is an excellent kisser and I was moaning into his mouth while he bit at my lower lip. He led me over to the bed and pushed me down. He climbed onto of me and started kissing me. I could feel how hard he was already. He started moving lower with his kisses. He pulled my shirt down and started biting at my nipples through my bra. He lifted both of my tits out of my bra and immediately started pinching, licking, sucking, biting…I climbed on top of him and then scooted down to his belt buckle. I. " she finally said, with just a bit of a quaver in her voice. "We still have to get you ready for the ball, Cinders." Resting back on his haunches, and looked up at her still licking her taste from his lips. "That's the second time you've said that, Mistress. A ball? What's this about a ball?" "Well, as close as needs be, dearest. I'm talking about tonight's play party." Joyful anticipation lit Nathan's face. "We're going to the party? That's wonderful, Mistress. Diana will be so.