The bulb of his cock plowed the trough flesh. Deana grabbed his dick and held it tight. He could feel his shaft crushing into her wet velvety flesh, b...t she wouldn't let him move.“What, Dee, what is it?”“Don't hate me, please.” She huffed several times. “I'm not ready.”Maybe willpower was a mental muscle like Candy had read somewhere. Hers could be exhausted by now. It took all she had to get into the kitchen to meet Evan. Then she had to force those words out of her mouth. Evan's face had. Our chats continued for a few more nights until one night when I broke the ice between us. I started asking her about her sexual encounters and slowly about her sex life so far. I got to know she had a boyfriend before, and she had sex with him earlier.I was a virgin before meeting her. I started talking about her beauty and how aroused I was when I saw her at the coffee bar.She: What did you like about me in the coffee bar?Me: You were very beautiful. I should actually say sexy.She (blushing):. ? ?? ?Very well, William Savious do you haveany idea at all, about what it means to serve the Empire, to be a soldier, or aNoble??? Lord Roche pressed on. ?? Savious could see the slave rocking backand forth, driving her pussy back harder, pushing LordRoche?s fingers in deeper and deeper.? Itwas obvious that she was nearing an orgasm.?Savious could see the other slave?s headbobble up and down slightly while she sucked Lord Roche?s dick.? Looking over he could see the slave lying onher back had. She had obviously had a few drinks. I moved next to her. ‘You’re Indian. What are you doing here?’ ‘No,’ she said, turning on her stool to face, ‘that’s not a good line. What you mean is what’s a nice Indian girl doing in a dingy bar in the middle of the afternoon in the middle of nowhere all alone?’ I started to say something but she interrupted, ‘Who says I’m nice?’ ‘I think you’re nice. You have a beautiful face. You’re just–’ I stammered. ‘My face is up here, why are staring at my tits?’.