One hot long breath from him later and my hands would be clutching the bed sheets as I whimpered with pleasure. Easing my thong down over my hips, he�...�d slowly draw it down my legs. He’d pull it down over my curled toes and drop it to the floor. Returning his attention to my body, he would kiss and stroke his way back up my legs, his strong hands encircling my ankles as he spread me wide. My breath becomes laboured as his lips brush the centre of my passion. He’d quickly find my clit with his. Attempting to sweeten the deal I added, "Plus, I'm sure you would have a better view if you were only a few inches away." Hmm, good point," Julie agreed while dropping to her knees in front of me.While she did take few experimental sucks, Julie was quite content to explore the outside and seemed to trace each vein and fold with her tongue. She had a very erotic touch and I was sure to offer plenty of feedback. Even though she ignored most of my suggestions for how to more effectively use her. "Madam?" I said brightly. I had gone where I was sent and had been brought to the lady's upstairs parlor by a black maid in a starched apron."Come now," the handsome woman said, making a wry face, "surely a big man like you isn't bashful."I sat and crossed my legs, aware of my growing tumescence. She was a lovely woman dressed in a loosely flowing gown, her hair undressed and her legs bare. She lifted her chin and licked her lips. "Cat got your tongue?" No'm," I said, "Madam Von R-- did not. .”“But I’m just a woman?” Bea’s smile looked like a cat that was about to give a mouse a very hard time.“No! No of course not my love,” Fitz replied hastily. “No, but you have no practical experience.”“That is true,” said Bea. “So I shall forgive you.”Fitz breathed a sigh of relief.Zeke took Bea ashore and escorted her as far as the post office, after which she went off to see if she could find the book she wanted.El Comandante Francisco Torres decided that the best thing to be done was to.