“what do you love most about them?”“the same thing I love about you, there bodies and the fact they turn me on” I winked at her “I think I w...uld love to fuck you”“not only younger women. I hope your into older too” she said rubbing sun block onto her chest“hell no older women are smoother, more experienced and great lovers” I said laying it on thickWe made more flirtatious small talk for the better of a half hour. I put lotion on her back and managed to get in a good feel of her ass, which was. She thought she could live it for her own pleasure. She was independent. Another word she once knew. Or did she?I knew that girl. Or did I? Not really. She was a selfish, silly girl. I remember her like I remember my old friends from high school. Like I know my colleagues from the restaurant. Like I remember my mom, my sis, my real sister, I mean. But I know I am not she. Not now. Not ever do I want to be her, anymore.I am Giselle. I am Angique's girl. That thought makes my blood surge. My body. It twitched from her warm touch. I was in heaven. Sucking this gorgeous nipple and running my hands over her thighs. She opened up and my hands was allowed to my hands to travel up her inner thighs. Her skin was warm and soft. She moaned she I sucked on her nipple.S put her hands on my shoulder and pulled me back over her. She was under me with her hands on my back. Her body felt so good next to mine. She wiggled under me and managed to positioned my cock at her opening to her pussy. I could. “I heard Walder Frey had twice as many,” Daenerys smiled and slipped beneath the sheets to begin sucking his cock gently. She asked if he would want that many.“Most of those were his own daughters,” Jon said as he lay back and let her work the tip of his dick into her sweet lips and slowly begin teasing the rest of the shaft with flicks of her tongue.“A harem of adoring daughters would be a problem for you?” she spoke around his cock as she lustily worked the length of his shaft into her.