I suggested that it would be better if I lifted her in my hands and she removes them. Mom and I know that it is easier for one person to stand on stoo... and remove them. But she accepted it. I then came to know that even she likes me touching her. I was in a T-shirt that time. I removed it immediately. She asked me the reason. I gave a silly reason saying that if any dust falls while removing the T-shirt will be spoiled. She asked me to lift. I bent down and hugged her from below the buttocks. Then, the chimes rang out as the sun set, and Julia went out for the first time as a pleasure slave of the temple.She walked along the ornate pathways laid out among trees and shrubs, amongst beautifully tended gardens and rough grassland which stretched for over three miles in any direction. As she walked, she thought back to the day that seemed so long ago when her mother had brought her to the Temple of Diana on her sixteenth birthday to offer her as a servant in the Temple, and how it had. I spread your legs wide and slide between them, wanting to taste that sweet honey of yours. I lean in, my eyes looking up at yours as I place my tongue at the very bottom and lick up past your pucker and up across your hot little pussy, flicking my tongue across your clit as I reach the top. "Mmmm," I can't help but moan. "God Muzzy, I could become addicted to your taste," I groan out and dive in. I tease your tight little pucker, licking and slavering, pushing my tongue in a little and. ”Her stare only hardened. “No. I could not. Do not ask again.”And that ended that conversation.~Sorry Jack. I asked, and she shut me down hard. I think I made your job even harder.~~Damn. Alright, I’ll be careful. Thanks~Sighing, Damien put his phone away, and went back to his apartment. With the war bubbling under Dolareido’s surface, he didn’t feel comfortable going to Fiona’s. As much as Damien wasn’t technically Invictus anymore, he still worked for them as a close ally, and functioned as.