He smiled."And I you. But, what was it you said? You wouldn't stay home and be a normal wife? This is the life of a soldier. Going off, leaving family... friends. Hoping to return some day." His face became serious. "You'll lead your men. Protect the King. And come home, your job well done. And I'll be waiting." Don't go."James looked up at the sad teen. Ewa held herself above the tired King, black hair loose, hanging down to his chest. Her legs straddled his, the royal manhood resting after its. We broke the kiss and he watched with eagerness as I started to kiss along his sternum. My busy hands unbuckled his belt as my mouth moved to one of his nipples and then the other, licking them softly.“So Mr. Brooks, would you like to move over to your desk?” I asked with a sarcastically innocent tone.He didn’t say a word as he pulled me over to the desk and leant back as I had done earlier. I slowly unbuttoned his trousers and allowed them to fall to the ground. As I moved to my knees, I. My jaw drops as I recognize that its you. ‘Oh!’ I exclaim as my cheeks turn red. ‘Its you again.’ ‘Yes, its me.’ You say as you get up from the chair, you grab the papers from my hands and set them down on the exam table next to me. ‘I just had to see your smile again.’ Your hand touches my cheek and you lean in to kiss me, ever so gently. I melt into the kiss and my cares fly away. I forget about my bad day. I forget about how frazzled I was. Immediately, I feel heat and pressure building. This would make my little nipples screw up like pebbles and my pussy flow. I could feel it was having an enormous effect on him too, but he would never try to get on top of me, or me on top of him.To begin with, he would just stoke my hair for me and then my back and his left hand would come to rest on my bum and he would pull me into him. At first he would have his leg on top of mine so that I couldn’t even open mine and put myself in a position of ‘danger’ from him.I suppose he just.