"Lon sighed. "That's a sin and a shame, Man -- your Mama's hot!" He settled back in his chair, musing, "Well, she'll be a project, then..."Jean stood ...here, blushing furiously. She was a project, was she? Embarrassment from the compliment mixed with outrage that a high school junior -- well, senior, now, technically, since the boys would all be seniors in the fall -- considered trying to seduce her to be a 'project'!Odd as it was, though, there WAS something complimentary about the whole thing.. The High Lords can make the King's use of the sanitary a political issue if we wish!"A few guests glanced his way. A High Lady wrinkled her nose, then thrust it into the air as she passed. "Really, my Lord, you're making quite a scene," said Norlan in a neutral voice."Ah, perhaps! And they will all forget about it by tomorrow, as is proper. That, my dear Lord Ambassador, is one of the joys of being a High Lord. Perhaps you should consider it."Norlan controlled his response, letting it manifest. Thus, I could better rub and grip her small delicate labia minora between index finger and thumb and now I could feel moisture there; and, when I pulling her delicate pedals away from her body, she whimpered ever so softly, ?please you are hurting me.? I reached higher; toward her hood; and the numerous nerve endings that lay within. I gently messaged her with the tips of my fingers. And she began to cry. ?Please stop,? she wined. I continued my ministration; feeling the shaft of her clitoris,. He told me to come to come to his house and he would pay me five hundred dollars cash. I got to his house and met his wife, she was thinking she was getting a special massage . They had this coffee table that was a good height and very stout. I set up on that with candles and my other massage stuff. The dudes wife came into the room. Her name was Dora and she kinda of homey, salt and pepper hair, round face. She undressed right in front of me. This woman had a banging body! Pert "C" cup.