A second later she had her lips against mine and had slid her tongue into my mouth. She tasted like bubble gum. She was a very good kisser.She wrapped...her arms around me and pressed her body close to mine. I felt her little titties against my chest, and her stomach against my hard cock."You liked that, didn't you?" she asked as she pressed against my cock even tighter and wiggled back and forth."That's enough," I said."Oh no," she replied. "We're just getting started."Before I had a chance to. "Not a priest but a priestly vassal," Mirela clipped."They raised and educated me," Stefan protested until he saw the distain cross her face, "but I fear there is an unwanted collar about my neck."For some reason he didn't want to admit or explore, he wanted to please this woman."You may get lucky, guardsman," Mirela pointed at him with her mixing spoon, "the pestilence doesn't discriminate between priest and peasant. Your chain may have already evaporated and you don't realize it yet.". Not my real name of course. I have been a reader of ISS for a few years now and have thoroughly enjoyed some of the sex stories. Some were even inspirations for some of my real life experiences. This is my first story submission so please let me know what you think about it via email or comments below.This is a true story with changed names to protect privacy. I’m currently a manager at a startup in Chennai and we share our office with our founder’s other offices. One of them being an event. Staring at this image of a beautiful woman in cream lingerie did nothing,nothing at all! In fact, Alice surveyed her image critically and wonderedif she had put on a little weight around her thighs. I'll swim lapstomorrow, do a lot of kicking.Wait! This is not you! This is...this is Alice!Shaking her head to clear it of these strange thoughts, Alice rummagedthrough the clothes and found a green one-piece swimsuit with an islandpattern around the bust. Almost on automatic pilot, in a way that's.