This girl could not be above eighteen: her face regular and sweet featured, her shape exquisite; nor could I help envying her two ripe enchanting brea...ts, finely plumped out in flesh, but withal so round, so firm, that they sustained themselves, in scorn of any stay: then their nipples, pointing different ways, marked their pleasing separation; beneath them lay the delicious tract of the belly, which terminated in a parting of rift scarce discerning, that modesty seemed to retire downward, and. Go back and readthe Category tags if you're worried you might find something you don'tlike. If you keep reading, don't blame me for getting your panties alltwisted.Still here? Awesome! If you have any feedback you'd like to share withme, I'm all ears! I've got an email address just for these stories, andyou can reach me at [email protected] with any feedback, comments,or criticisms. If you just want to tell me you hated the story, saveyourself the energy and don't bother. But if you. I smiled at her expression of delightful joy over the taste. Oh, the near orgasmic bliss. Enraptured, enraptured! Then her expression began to dull, her eyes to wander, her speech to slur. Before anyone could notice I suggested she send away her attendants. She did so without question. I smiled, knowing it was going to be so villainously easy. This rape of her royal receptor. This sacking of her sack of sin. She followed me like a obedient puppy, from her chambers to the King’s where he waited.. And she was glowing and giggling, obviously more than a little drunk. She patted my head as I knelt in greeting. "B, we had a wonderful night! Samuel is such a wonderful dancer and I love his hands all over me! And the way the other people look at us - so jealous! Poor dears! It sucks to be them! (giggle) Actually, I guess I'm the one who does the sucking! The club was full tonight, lots of people! And so many Jamaican men alone! What a shame! So Samuel gave me to anyone who wanted to dance.