Anyway, I was here today for Cuba and I was looking forward to continuing our “interview”.If you read the first part of this story, you would be a...are of the shameful fact that I had been conspired into giving it to Cuba in the cleaning closet as payment for her cooperation. I still remembered the delight of her delectable figure under the formless prison uniform after we got her jumpsuit down to her ankles. The sight of her perfectly heart-shaped bottom bent over the back of the single chair. The ride back to the castle with Draven’s arms tight about her, three score of guards as silent escort, was both the longest and shortest ride of her life. ~*~ All she needed now was a key to the dungeon, Kinlee mused, as she rose from the cooling water. Other princesses might have wished for jewels and bolts of the most expensive cloth and every colour, but clearly their needs differed to Kinlee’s. Kinlee stepped over the edge of the tub and reached down to collect a softly scented towel. His hands were firmly placed on his wife’s hips while he was meeting her with his own thrusts.The state I was in could only be described as one of fascination. On the one hand, I was stunned by the boldness of those two. Never could I have imagined doing something that private that publically. Was sex regarded as a rather normal and less of a taboo thing where they came from? On the other hand, I was truly fascinated by the admittedly beautiful look of their naked bodies engaged in that sexual. I am 13 years old, almost 14. I learned to masturbate about a year ago.One night after supper, my mother and I were sitting in recliners watching TV. After watching a few shows, she turned off the TV and put on some nice music on the CD player. Out of the blue, she took her hand and put it in front of her crotch and asked me if I ever did this as she was moving her hand in up and down motions.I asked her if she means did I ever jerk-off and she said yes. I told her about the first time I was.