“She’s all grown up and she’s so fuckin’ fine!” Suzanne watched as Jean Paul lowered himself to his knees right behind his sister. “Oh my...God!” The thoughts that pummeled her brain were overwhelming her. “She’s their sister – and they’re seeing her naked! Are they the ‘help’ that are to demonstrate and teach her?” Her flesh was burning as her shame and humiliation washed over her. When Jean Paul moved his hand slowly towards her, inching its way towards her left breast, the poor little thing. “If you insist, then. What are we talking about?”“Warden Loghain was attempting to understand why I might be hostile towards him.”“And the attempted assassination of your beloved and your brother wasn’t reason enough?”I grinned at Zevran as Loghain shifted uncomfortably. “Actually, I don’t hold that against him too hard – it brought you into our lives, after all.”“True. And what would you do without my awesome self?”“Exactly. Now, planning to sell elves as slaves to Tevinter, on the other. Saying that, I was looking at her lips. They were so beautiful.She whispered: To roka kisne h tujhe?I kept a hand on her face. Looked at her eyes.Me: Kisi ne nhiAnd then I slowly took my face near to her face and kissed her lips gently. Then I looked in her eyes. Uski aankho me kuch alag hi chamak thi. Wo sad nhi thi ab. Na hi ro rhi thi.With my left arm around her, I pulled her closer to me and kissed her deeply with my right hand on her stomach.While kissing, as if automatically, my right. ." She straddles his hips, a smile as wild and rare as any blossom sketches her face in beauty; her throat rises and faints back, chin high, hair riffling; his cock buried inside her. Scratch marks fleck his body from her passions; and the head of his cock, almost painfully swollen, is dark shadowed purple as its cleaves the pink seahsell perfectness of her labia. A dehooded monk dipping in reverent prayer, the rhythm of her clitoris rubbing a crease along the wet gleam on his shaft. "Blue...".