“Keep sucking my cock you little slut!” I said.“Does this mean you’ll do it?” she asked.“No, it means the idea turns me on. I’m still th...nking about it.” I replied grabbing her head and forcing my dick to the back of her throat.She struggled to lift her head so I let it go. She looked up at me. “Raise your legs up.” she said looking at me seductively. “If I lick your asshole real deep would it help you to make up your mind?” she asked.“How deep?” I returned.“Really deep!”“Will I see any of that. There was a lipstick which had rolled beneath the bench. As I stretched further back to grab at it, I felt the insistent pressure of warm skin pressing soft between my rear cheeks and gently moving against my rim. Shocked, I remained still. Right where I was. Even at eighteen, I had to be honest with myself. Somehow, somewhere deep inside me, I was a wondering where this shopping interlude was heading in the first place, right? If nothing happened, I was safe. It was just a sensual pleasure. After rubbing the outside for a minute or two, I parted the lips and pressed my finger lightly against my clit. My body moistened up to this. It knew that what I was doing was wrong and it loved it. It was my dirty little secret and something that my sisters could not control. They got to have men pleasure them, which I wished for, but I still had myself and I was not going to go unsatisfied, just to satisfy them. “Mmm,” I moaned as I began to rub my finger softly around my clit in a circular. Ulani also moved back in for the month of the season. She had adopted the dress of Austland women, and Vincent found he still reacted to her when she was in close contact with him. The damn woman drove him nuts. He hadn’t danced with her or even touched her since the Winter Season. He found when she was in his arms his desire for her was rampant.At the ball for the King’s wedding, he convinced her to walk out in the garden, as the ballroom was very hot with so many bodies. They found a bench.