The women were beautiful, the exports bountiful, and the songs from the local bards in taverns or ceremonies were delightful to those that came to hea..., or was there to hear.Of course, not everyone shared the same sentiments of them being a peaceful people. Fueled not by jealousy but by culture, riches, or politics, there were those that saw Prosperia as a luxury that was not meant to be, or a diamond in the rough that was theirs to claim. That was the opinion of the Warchief of the local. ? It was not ropes or leathercuffs that held him securely in her grip; it was what she did to him.? Their journey of erotic teasing and torment hadcemented his will.? He placed himself inher hands, despite knowing how difficult she would make it for him to endure.? Her angelic Southern voice spilt words andimages into his mind that left him no choice but to submit to her wonderful anddevilish antics.? She had won hisdevotion, the very first time she bound him and teasingly tantalized. Either way, I ached to have it inside me. I wanted let him know how much I loved him pleasing me so I leaned forward and stroked him up and down. He kissed me and bit my lip once more, which sent me over the edge. I need to let him know how much I was enjoying this, so I leaned forward again and took all of him in my mouth. Tasting his beautiful, silky flesh, licking the sides and kissing I began to give him the best head I think he’s ever gotten in his life. Grabbing his thick base, I. He sucked on her clit for a minute then reached for the salt grinder. He turned the grinder a couple of turns and salted her pussy like he would a fine piece of meat. The salt crystals glittered like diamonds in her bush and around her delicious pussy lips. He reached for the pepper grinder and repeated the process. He then buried his head in her pussy and started licking up her juices, seasoned with salt and pepper. Oh man, he had never tasted anything quite like it. Delicious, spicy, moist,.