The naked beauty of those rising and falling breasts made him wild and he forgot everything in front of him except the two beautiful round and butter-...oft mounds.He began to cup my wonderful boobs and then began to rub them. Soon his rubbing turned into rough kneading. I too was having immense pleasure for such wild treatment to my most sensible points of arousal. I became wetter and wetter between my thighs so much so that I felt my love-juices began to trickle down my thighs from my pussy.He. Roban left Falkath that night on a ship hidden not far up the coast. The ship’s destination was Ghota, at least that’s what he was led to believe, but he really didn’t care.Roban had his own destination in mind anyways.Three weeks later, after a rather boring voyage at sea, the ship reached the port of Paras, the capital city of Ghota. The men on his ship were now dressed in leather armor with Ghota’s crest upon their chest pieces. Ten of them escorted Roban to the palace. They didn’t capture. When we got home they said I had a lovely house and somehow I ended up inviting them in. After checking on the k**s I joined them in the living room and offered them a drink. I was aware of being in the room with 4 handsome men and decided that I would ask them to leave after this drink.Jim poured the drinks and they looked like huge measures to me but we sat and chatted for another hour. I noticed Dave was looking at my legs and when I glanced down I realised that my dress had ridden up until. Just then, something changed. Rael’s face wavered, the menacing, frightening, thrilling snarl melting away, shifting to a look of fierce concentration. His body went taut and absolutely still, and his eyes held more of the humanity and tender care that was the man she knew. “Silmaria… I…” he growled out, and his voice strained with great effort. She saw it then, in his eyes and his face. Horror. Shame. Self-loathing. A deep, heartbreaking apology for what he’d done, and what he would still do..