She was sitting at the edge of the couch still in her high heeled strapped footwear. I could see her lovely red painted toes as I looked down from bet...een my legs. As I was standing with my ass facing her I could feel her hands come around me and remove my fly buttons one by one and then slowly started peeling my jeans down. She started gently and tenderly kissing my lower back and would stop peeling my jeans every few inches and stop to kiss the exposed area as if trying to look, evaluate and. She cooked dinner, we talked about the normal stuff. Work, friends and family before we decided to go bed. Now I was getting excited again. Thinking I might actually get lucky tonight. We got to bed and she left the side light on so she could read her book. I got under covers and started to slowly caressing her thigh. I slowly moved my hand further up, hoping she wouldn't decline, she hadn't so far. My hand finally got to her pussy and I leaned in to kiss her to hopefully get this underway when. But with this ... free will ... I fear for both our traditions and our way of life. You will be the next shaman to the Skaal. I would have you learn what you can now, so you will better be able to guide our people after I have returned to the All-Maker.”“I will return, father. The land and the Skaal are one.”She hugged him goodbye, then turned to me. “I am ready to follow you now, Queen of Skyrim. Where shall you lead me?”“First, let’s make sure everyone else is ready.” We walked through the. After they'd rested, Daphne asked, "Who wants to do what to whom?" and they were soon sucking and fucking again, activities that they repeated throughout the evening and promised to repeat on a regular and continuous basis, as often as possible.---A month later Derek was in his office at Femme Fatale, eyeing the monitor by which he maintained secret surveillance of the women's dressing room. He watched one fabulously beautiful transsexual after another undress; trying on an evening gown,.