.. and the contrast in colours was arresting. He felt her tongue begin to lick him, working assiduously from tip to root and back again. Yes... she ha... been well trained. He looked down at the bobbing blonde head... the smooth white shoulders and back... the swell of the curvaceous hindquarters. What torments this lovely, proud creature must have been subjected to that she was now so servilely humble and obedient!With eyes almost closed and delicate nostrils flaring, Belle continued to tongue. -I couldn't recall how much I'd had to drink but the time on the clock kept bouncing around, 9:00pm, 10:45, suddenly it was 1:10. How had this happened? I reclined on a couch, watching what was happening around me as if it were all a daydream. My tiny g-string was still taunting me, and my pussy was beginning to moisten up so much I felt that if I could shift myself into just the right position then I could let the string be engulfed between my soaking wet lips. Before I could, Tessa slumped. And, with that idea, she sucked me until I came down her throat. Over the next two days Christine took every opportunity to explore our new sexual relationship. She took to removing her clothing when she was around the house and masturbating several times a day while I watched. Sometimes I would masturbate with her, sometimes she would suck me off. I ate her lovely, juicy young pussy for the first time and brought her to a huge climax with both my tongue and my fingers. And both nights she. .."The chamber was cold. It was supposed to be cold. It gave ... a special meaning.The demon stood alone inside the chamber. Several figures stood in the room, their eyes fixed, staring into empty spaces. Their rigid bodies decorated the otherwise-dull chamber. The statuettes, made as the memoir of many great heroes, had lost their purpose."Come! I summon you!" The demon roared.A thick mist appeared before him. The mist subsided, revealing a figure of a beautiful maid. Her slim body shivered.