Kirk beamed to the palace. He appeared in a room with the emissary and two armed soldiers. The emissary appeared put out. "Where is your female? W...enever a man meets with 'His Lord Jarrison' for the first time he must bring a female for sexual exchange. Kirk explained that it was not "our custom" and that he did not know of this Bronson custom. He was told that the king would be very offended if the custom was not observed. He also pointed out that no woman was allowed to wear any. “Now what do you need those for? Those just spell trouble,” I hear behind me, making me roll my eyes as I zip up my duffle bag. “Who knows? I might just go have some fun with Jeremy’s girlfriend tomorrow night while you all go get shitfaced drunk.” I gasp as I feel his arms snake around my stomach, his icy cold fingers just barely slide under my shirt to brush my narrow hip bones. My eyes close as I let my head fall back to rest on his hard shoulder, “Luke, what are you doing? You’re going to. Of course, the fact that my mother was - and remains - a good-looking woman didn't hurt things, either. She's tall and voluptuously built. She isn't fat in the least, but she'll never be mistaken for an anorexic super-model. Mom's a redhead, with a good 36D chest, flaring hips and very round buttocks. The classic Coca-Cola bottle figure comes to mind when I'm looking for a quick description.Again, while full-blown taboo boundaries weren't transgressed, we certainly began to move into new and. I was wearing a nice flowing summer dress which made for very easy access. As he was driving he reached over and started to rub my wet swollen clit through my panties. I tried to play shy and stop him but it just felt so damn good I just leaned back and enjoy the touch of his big hand. By now he had me take my panties off so he could really start playing with me. My boyfriend has very big thick hands and fingers and they really can fill a girl up. By now he has two of those thick fingers.