She said she always came to me with questions because I looked very cute. This conversation was almost giving me a boner.We sat on the sofa and she tu...ned on the TV. It was some Indian show that I was not aware of because I had lost touch with Indian TV and movies since I moved to the states. There was a kissing scene on the TV and the woman was wearing a saree. It was turning me on. We were next to each other on a sofa and she was still in her saree. I started getting a tent in my pants.. Self control was something I prided myself in, but this morning, staring at that obscene thing, I just couldn't hold out. So instead, I reached down, determined to get myself off on my own. I played with my nipples and I rolled my hips into my hand. My eyes closed and I thought of George, I thought of this amazing blonde guy I had a one night stand with, and I even thought of Henry. All I succeeded in doing was getting myself aroused and frustrated.So I reached for the dildo, and when I placed. Looking with satisfaction at her shaved swollen mound, he ordered the soldier to stop and tell him what he had found. The second soldier formally snapped to attention and reported, "Captain, her other breast appears to be real." All three men laughed. "Now senorita, we're almost done. The only task left is to search you", the Captain said ominously. Quietly sobbing, Candice watched as the Captain again reached into the bucket on the floor and began to cover both of his hands. " you breathe, and he draws in a short breath as your fingers begin to work at his belt beneath the cloak. He hears something different in your tone... something new. Challenge? This is a test, almost.. but for you, or for him? He glances around only briefly at the smattering of people around the fire.. all absorbed in their drinks, in their slaves. As your fingers unclasp his belt buckle, he pulls you closer, one large hand palming your breast through your clothes. He smiles to himself as.