” He turned to look at me. “And who are you, my beautiful warrior? You cannot possibly be from Greece.” He was smiling but I did...’t think he knew it was me he was speaking with. He looked so good in black leather pants that looked painted on, a black leather vest style shirt, and his hair pulled back into a tight braid. Belted to his waist he had a sword that hung to his knees. I smiled, “I am the Lady Blood, my Lord, a simple assassin from nowhere.” I knew that. I cleaned him up. As I did so, I asked, "Honey, I know you look at porn a lot, but have you ever seen a real naked woman?" No."I took this que and pulled my top off. My breasts hung down, big and full, but not so big that they looked rediculous on my short full frame. I crawled onto the bed and hugged David's head, by boobs pressed against his face. He bagan to kiss them. I brought up his arm, giving him permission to grope them. It felt invigorating, and I was getting very horney. After. We sat for about fifteen minutes then she turned my head and started to kiss me. This was no friendly kiss, this time she used her tongue and as hard as I tried to keep my hands from wandering, I could feel her breasts and nipples come under my palms. She didn’t try to stop me but seemed content to keep kissing me while I worked gently on her breasts over her dress.I was so into the moment as she was too, that I never realised I had her dress unbuttoned down to her waste. My hands slid in to. "My empathic connection told me she was about to trick me somehow, so I tried to prepare as much as I could. She began to tenderly kiss me, and I found myself wishing I could return the affectionate kiss. But my cover personality was not that good, and soon she grew weary of her efforts.I was on bottom, which put her in the driver seat. She slowly mounted me, making my cover personality moan with fake pleasure since it was part of the slave package. In reality though, she was looser than a tube.