She wasn’t wearing any underwear, either! I was looking at her sexy curvaceous body with large, but seemingly natural boobs that were sloping down h...r chest just right. Her light pink areolas were large and slightly oval, and had cute nipples in the middle. And now I could see that my original assessment of her was correct: She was a natural blonde. Her blonde pubic hair was only slightly trimmed along the edges, so it had a clean-cut look. Other than that, her full bush covered her pubic mound. She raised her hips to meet the thrusting tongue, as other tongues still plied with her nipples and stomach. Her body ached with frustration that she could do nothing as the assault continues.One by one the tongues licked her body clean, though the tongue in Emma’s pussy still pounded away at her. She felt the bag being lifted, though not removed, from her head, and something touched her lips. Instinctively, Emma opened her mouth, and a cock is pressed into it. She sucked on it avidly, this her. The scenario she had picked was one of her favorites. As an Arcturan noblewoman, she would be served and serviced by her new slave. The costume, a flimsy turquoise thing, had already been laid out. Golden sandals and an assortment of jewelry, including an ornate choker necklace, completed her costume.Light of heart and bouncing of bosom, Ginger made her way through the corridors. The room she had chosen was decorated in a lavish, almost barbaric style. A bejeweled throne dominated the room,. She should have chosen a one-piece! And her companion didn’t just have the better preserved bosom. Her face had none of the wrinkles and creases that even Oil of Olay hadn’t cleared from Ginny’s own. And her waist! Not as taut and slender as a teenager’s waist (of which there were plenty on the beach to compare), but still no sign of the bulge that Ginny sported above her bikini bottom and whose contrast made her regret even more her ill-advised purchase of a two-piece. Of course, now that.