" Time for another riding lesson?" I suggested, well past tumescent, saddle sore and yearning to sleep eventually."Um," she sighed, sliding her hand d...wn my belly. "Lord, the size of that pole. You should fly a flag from that thing. I'll never manage," she gasped in mock fear."I haven't really learned to canter you know." I ignored her jest and pulled her ample haunch across my legs."Ah," she said, getting comfortable and just about emasculating me in the process, "it's the posting that's. However, what will I do about an offspring? You cannot guarantee me a child.’ Berith frowned. ‘What is the importance of a child? To carry on some sort of legacy? A leader should be chosen by his or her worth, not by his or her parentage. That is how it has been done with the Taelin and we have lived in harmony since the beginning…before the arrival of your ancestors. Still, there is no internal dissent among the Taelin. Perhaps my daughter will be able to teach you something.’ ‘Talia, must you. “Number 4 girl? Double agent?”“What?” Nisha scowled. “You’re not pimping me out! I should leave.”Crickets. We all looked around at each other. There was a lot of unspoken agreement. There was no will to go. I smiled brighter. I filled the room with smug. I stroked Raylea’s hair as her mouth encircled my cock.Lots of spit. Lots of moans. Raylea’s face was a masterwork of joy and pleasure. I watched her wide eyed as the room stuttered in awkward quiet. She folded her lips over her teeth as she. "Do you like my panties, honey?" she asked. He was looking down and henodded. "I couldn't hear you, baby."He managed a hoarse, "-esss." Look at my panties, baby...Just hold my skirt up; I want you to drink in anice long look." She began to slowly rock her hips from side to side asshe spoke."Panties are special things, my sweet little Jaybird. They keep all mygirl-secrets hidden away. Those special secrets stay hidden under mypanties...and my panties stay safe under my little skirt...like.