Fir maine socha ki soniya se puchti hun ki wo kya chahti hai shayad wo bhi aisa hi chahti ho.main soniya se baat karne soniya ke ghar gayi to maine ni...he se aawaz lagai to uski aawaz aayi rubi uppar aajao main uppar wale rum mein hun main uske rum mein gayi to dekha ki wo apne bad par leti hui thi. Main bhi uske bad par leti gayi to achanak mere boobs par soniya ne hath rakh diya aur mujhse boli ki tum yehi soch kar aayi thi na.to main hassne lagi aur kaha ki tum bhi yehi soch rahi thi.wo boli. It was obvious she was debating whether or not to tell me something. She started to speak several times, but said nothing. Finally she grimaced and said flatly, “Yes, there are many other men who would be better suited to the task. But the woman who is to be burned is your” – she began counting on her fingers– “great, great, great, great”– she threw up her hands in frustration – “... great... something grandmother.”“Wait a minute!” I exclaimed as I held up my hands. “This isn’t one of those. Naomi was going to give me a good fucking when we returned to the hotel!They were back just as quick this time. Naomi was wearing a short skirt that made my cock jerk when she turned around. There was a split on the side and when she turned, the flap opened and I could see her pussy.“We’ll take that one in all the colors you have.”“We have some very racy peignoirs and some nice, pure silk, short and long, PJs also, if you’d like to purchase something so daring.”“Let Naomi pick out a couple of. Sure, she came onto me, and in any sane world anyone would see that I'd be the one seduced. Based on last night's events that was technically true, but because she had been dosed with a taste of my blood she couldn't help but be overwhelmed by an almost magical hormonal attraction to do anything it took to please me. We both knew from brutal experience that my power had forced her to do whatever she thought might do that best, and she damn sure had with every inch of her wonderfully supple.