Asmita- leave me na..Me- no, I won’t.Asmita- why?Me: because I want to start from here.Asmita- What do you want to start?I then held both her wrists...with my left hand and brought my right hand behind her waist and pulled her closer to me. We could feel each other’s breaths.Me- Do you really want to know?She smiled and closed her eyes. I brought my lips closer to hers, her breaths deepened, she parted her lips, and our lips met. That was a slow kiss, a real slow one. My right hand travelled from. Almost in one motion, her panties were in his pocket, and his hard cock glistened in the greenish glow of the security lights. Her legs parted on their own, and he entered her.The thrill of her sin intoxicated her. She knew they could get caught. Her husband would leave her if he found out. It didn't matter. The thought made her wrap her legs around Tony to pull him in deeper.They mated vigorously for a few minutes, their sweat mixing, her wet ass rubbing the paint. When he was close to. The women arrived with a fresh change of clothes and dressed Mona where she was. It was dinner time so Mona was led to the dining hall. King Peter was already at the table dining with Remnia’s most prominent general. Mona knew him well. The general’s eyes hungrily devoured Mona’s body head to toe. Mona was instructed to take a seat to the left of King Peter. Another pre-cut meal was placed before her. Mona realized that she was very hungry. When given permission to eat by the King, Mona did so.. It is he, now, who is prostrate beneath me, his right hand grasping at the sheet and his left gently holding the back of my head, begging me for more, please. I withdraw, and he makes a noise of disappointment which turns into a moan as my tongue circles his corona, swirls over his glans and licks delicately the frenulum and up the slit. Then I take him into my mouth once more, as far as I can, until I almost gag. After a last hard suck, I sit up, my lips red and swollen. “Now?” he asks. Filled.