.the formula...the drug if you will, works with the mind. It allows the brain to use its powers to awaken and attune itself to the time around it. The...fourth dimension of our existence."She hesitated as she looked into his questioning visage."And, of course, before giving you this information I would have proved the drug with a simple test." How, woman? How could one test such a theory?" He noted the flush spreading across her face.Lydia whispered to him, "I took the potion myself. Some days. He’s had it with this early foreplay and wants to taste her sweet juices. He remove his fingers, licks the sweet moisture from them, grabs her thighs and starts pulling her ass towards him. Alexa moans at his abrupt action.“Wow!” She says pausing his motion. “What do you think you are doing?” A slight pause sets in the room.“Do you want to taste my sweet pussy baby?” Alexa asks playfully.“Yes, I do, if you will allow me?” Jordan returns with the same demeanor question.The two often play this Q. Madame Fouquet had regained the château many years before. It had been seized by the King after Colbert had convinced him that Nicolas Fouquet, Louis XIV’s superintendent of finances, had funded its construction through theft from the public purse. The more likely real explanation: it was seized due to a fit of Kingly envy.The King, though, still looked upon the Fouquets with a jaundiced eye. The arrogance of naming their estate ‘Worthy of the Viscount’ was an unnecessary slap at the King’s. I reach for the swatch of pins, dangling it in front of her“Glad you agree, lover. I’m gonna take the sock out, you’d best not scream; I got so many things I haven’t tried yet”In a swift movement I drop her plaits and take a pin, before using the other hand to pinch her little freckled button nose. She squeals at the hard grip and her attempts to gain air through the dirty sock gain a new urgency with her breathing restricted to her mouth. I place the tip of the pin against the side of her.