Adele together with Jean’s team of beautiful young female housekeepers had meticulously removed every hair on Martine’s pale white body and soften...d her skin with exotic and expensive scented oils. Two large log fires burned in impressive stone fireplaces at each end of the room warming it and offering a golden light that licked at Martine’s perfect pale white skin. The Count’s sexy student of pleasure was standing bent over a wide smooth flat wooden bar positioned at her waist. The wide bar. Oh, and bleeding, plasma, anti-shock and small wound patching.“Umm... “Tell you what. Try to imagine that you and your best buddy have been in a hostile desert for the last six days. You’re lost and isolated. You’re running for your lives, hiding during the day and making tracks at night. Your communications gear got scrambled when you got ambushed. An enemy RPG — that’s an explosive grenade — knocked you two for a loop, but your armor held. Most of your suit systems survived, and you’re trying. You must have shaved before going to Mass." Now lick the crease where my leg meets my pussy. Nuzzle your face into my bush. Good Slowly, slowly! Brush your lips over my slit. No. Don't press. I'll let you know when to push in. Now again, Yes. Now again. Ohmygod this is good!"My legs were getting a little rubbery, so I took a step backward to the dining room table. Steve shuffled after me on his knees."Oh baby, you've got me trapped against the table. Now's the time to put your lips right on top. I’m not going to win here, am I? Okay fine...I’ll see you in a couple of weeks then...yeah you too...bye.” Putting his cell phone back in his pocket, Jesse turned back in his chair to read his History notes. Mia stood up, placing her laptop on her stool before stepping over to where he sat. Standing behind him, she leaned over the back of his chair and wrapped her arms around him. “Jesse, why didn’t you tell me it was you birthday soon?” she asked hovering above his ear. He raised his.