Despite the cool night, her skin is beaded with perspiration, except along her open inner thighs, a glossy smear of vaginal secretions creates a brigh... shimmer. Honey-blonde hair encircles her head in an angelic halo. Her eyes are pale blue--the color of a tropical lagoon--and they flash with mischief and desire. She cups one breast in her hand and lifts it until she can flutter her tongue over across the nub of her nipple–all without taking her eyes off mine.It's too much for me. Legs buckle.. " Good morning, Princess." " Good morning." He said. " I hate to disturb your perch, but I have to go to the bathroom." She placed her hands on his hips and guided him off. He rolled over onto the bed while she ran to the bathroom. He became aware that he missed having her inside him. Slowly, he got up and put on a housecoat and went to get coffee. He was still thinking about sex fromthe other side while he went. He was surprised how much he enjoyed it, after he got over his male pride. A. “I’m fifteen, jeez, Mistress.”“Don’t be a bitch to me,” I snapped. “You will always speak to me with respect because you know I’m better than you.”“Sorry, Mistress,” she gasped, pushing her jeans and panties off the rest of the way. “I thought you knew.”“To a boy?” I asked.“Yeah. I’ve had a few boys, Mistress. At this party, I took three on in a row. Just one after the other.”I arched an eyebrow. What sort of parties was she going to? When I was fifteen ... Well, okay, when I was fifteen, I was. In fact, to the disappointment of many, I didn't end up in bed with anyone new. Oh well, it gave them something to look forward to on my return.We left after breakfast. Lizzy was ecstatic to be out and away from the settlement. She was so excited that she was mounted up and honking the horn before I'd finished my morning coffee. Vicky on the other hand was a little reserved. I cornered her for a moment before departure, just to make certain she was okay. Yes was her only response. I left it at.