She was about 5’4” or 5’5” with a peanut butter brown complexion. Her hair was dark black and straight and hung shoulder length. She had big, ...rown eyes and a wonderful smile. And her laugh filled any room that she was in. She literally was a force of nature exuding a positive vibe that was needed terribly in Leland Turner’s life. The last few years had been dark ones. Leland’s wife had died from breast cancer. They had been childhood sweethearts and the grief of her lost had nearly destroyed. I chucked to myself at how embarrassed she was. When things died down, I was back in the kitchen washing dishes. Then Kylie came in and said, “They keep asking about you, Nadia. I guess news travels fast.”When my time was up, my mom phoned me to go out the back so as not to be seen, little did she know I give Carlo and Kylie a hug good-bye and both of them like everyone else their hands went straight to my ass. Even Kylie’s, which was a surprise.I got in my mom’s car and pretend to be upset. Deep nicks and long scars upon their battered surfaces lent an almost tattooed appearance to these ancient servants of the thrown. Making the more contemporary 'Asaka and Kamadaki'. Currently powered down and dead to the world about them, to either side of the room's door, look downright comforting and normal by comparison.Twin sensor eyes the color of tired amber, which had looked upon the face of the first emperor, now studied indicators embedded about the chrysalis dispassionately as Yadon. He gently guided me to the bed where his tongue replaced his fingertips and as he sucked my nipples, his hands worked their way down my stomach slowly to my wet pubic hair. His hand made circles around my mound, not quite touching my inner lips. I wiggled under his hand, wanting him to touch my hardened pearl, but he was teasing me, making me pant, making me wait.I ripped at the zipper of his jeans and out poured the largest, most beautiful stiff cock I had ever seen. I grabbed his cute.