She kept still – wanting it in her but not wanting to lose sight of it. As he knelt between her thighs and laid his body on hers she felt the hardne...s of it against her belly and pushed up against him .. wanting it in her .. wanting to be filled by him. He let her reach down and guide it between the slippery flesh of her cunt lips and so deep into her. She rocked herself back and forth under him – unable to be still with her Knight’s firm flesh in hers. She needed to create movement to increase. Jerusalem’s cooler weather was far more relaxing than the humidity and heat of Tel Aviv. El Al’s long flight from Montreal via New York was made unnecessarily long due to the Americans’ insistence on visas for Israeli transit passengers. Francis spent a few days in Tel Aviv to get over the jet lag prior to arriving in Jerusalem. Tel Aviv was the centre of Israel’s fashion industry. The boutiques in and around Disengoff Square had the first choice of styles before the leavings were shipped to. Wouldn’t admit to her crimes, she wouldn’t. Your cousin, Alex, he said to keep her alive until she confessed. To beat it out of her.’ He gave a small smile as he looked to Cien. ‘Thought she would give in early, confess to all and be left to die, Alex thought. But not this one. The witch ‘ere wouldn’t confess at all. Told ’em we should burn her to purify the castle of her evil charms.’ He shook his head as if he couldn’t understand why. ‘Wouldn’t have it.’ Cien looked at the portly man and. I smile, pull my shoulders back, push my ample tits out, take a deep breath as some sexy music starts playing. I am wearing a tight white blouse, barely holding my tits in, a very short, kilt like skirt, seamed black stockings, suspenders, a tiny red thong, matching bra and killer heels.I begin to writhe about on the stage, I had been practising, to make sure that as I moved I gave a flash of bare thigh and a glimpse of my arse. I looked around the folk watching me, they all seemed interested..