“It’s kind of fun to watch her squirm.”“Anyway, back to business. As she was saying before she had other duties. The two criminals we captured...were fleeing the holy island.”“And?” he says relaxing his grip as she continues sucking on his member as she bobs her head. “Why is this of any importance?”“They stole a cursed artifact from its confinement and unleashed its powers. We believe it has infected them and as such we’ve imprisoned them for the time being.”“To what ends, execute them. You look at me and lift your buttocks again – I happily oblige and ease my hand back under you. This time I have a bit more freedom and can slowly open your lips with my fingers – just as I do that I ask how long have you lived in this area – you seem unable to talk but hubby says, without turning round, ‘a few years’. You look at me with open wide open eyes but I just wink and smile back. By now my fingers are working overtime and are inside and outside your panties, probing you, fingering. Most notably, I became acutely aware that my sister Penny no longer wore the cotton underwear that wasn't entirely dissimilar to mine. In fact, my sometimes-ally, sometimes-nemesis, had begun wearing a fascinating array of pretty undergarments, ranging from tiny bikinis to thongs to little more than dental floss, and I was mesmerized or at least my budding libido was. The mere sight of her pretty little panties would cause a thrilling, throbbing erection that would send my mind swirling and. Mistress Bianca was indeed beautiful but it was a cold, stern and uncompromising beauty. Exotic and haughty, it was the look of a woman confident in and comfortable with her own superiority. Her raven black hair…often worn loose and billowing down over her shoulders in loose curls…was now drawn up and tied into a long, tapered ponytail perched high on the back of her head. And her dark glittering eyes seemed capable of boring into a person’s soul and ferreting out their deepest, darkest.