The younger woman knew she should kneel and offer her homage to the new king as the others surrounding her were, but the look in Cicale's eyes kept he... rooted motionless; only the ragged rasp of her lungs ceased to still.Only when Cicale stood before her, towering over Alayne's smaller frame did the woman lower her gaze from the king and bow her head. Her heart beat frantically in her chest as she waited silently for Cicale to act or speak. It dismayed Alayne that she did not recognize the. I knew that look too. ‘Over the chair, sweety.’ I waited, bent over the back of the softly upholstered chair. I could see myself in a large mirror hanging over the fireplace. Why, I asked myself. But, of course, I knew the answer. Nobody would understand but I did. I didn’t hear her bare feet pad into the room but I saw her in the mirror when she came to stand behind me. She’d put on a knee length nightdress, sheer and black, her breasts clearly visible. She kissed the small of my back, licked. We both stood still and the clock stopped ticking. She had straightened up. Her mouth was open. Her eyes almost closed. I was breathless. I reached in front and rested my hands on her tits. Her nipples poked out between my 1st and 2nd fingers through her thin blouse. I kneaded her tits through her blouse. She turned her face searching for my mouth. She found mine and we kissed. Hungrily. Passionately. Her tongue pushed in and so did mine. Both tongues teased each other. Her ass started grinding. She could not take it anymore. She stood up, felt the release of more fluid form on the lining of her panties, pulled the curtain back and opened the window. Slowly, she leaned out, looked around first before she decided to yell to him, and satisfied, yelled, “I’m Ready!”He looked up and she motioned him to come up to her room. He could not turn around fast enough to grab his swimming trunks, slip them on, and run in the house up the stairs to his sister’s room. Adrenaline shot through him as.