An excuse to spank her.“No. I didn’t drop it. It just collapsed on the plate. I’m sorry,” she apologised, looking a little fearful.“Did you ...ry to make a soufflé before?”“No. I thought it would be a nice surprise for you. I did it exactly as the recipe said,” she mumbled.“Recipes are not everything. And with a completely new item you should always practise beforehand until you know you can do it right. I thought you knew that?” he asked, looking for an opportunity.“Yes, but...” she. He knows whats coming, i've already allowed him to be hands free so that he can take his own brand of poppers to enjoy / endure what is to come , on taking that first hit i am lost in my own little world , am inside a piece of meat now - nothing more , nothing less , just another " toy " to fuck with, once that first hit subsides its ready for the main event , i take a deep sniff of the poppers, the lust for this thing beneath me increases ten fold , nothing and no one is going to stop me as i. I walked to the barand introduced myself "Hi my name is james. How are you this evening?" She looked me up and down smiled and laughed then said "Hi i'm Alisha, i'm doing well thank you." I bought her and myself a drink then after about 20 mins of getting to know each other, i asked her if she would like to go somewhere more private. She said "Yes" got up out of her chair and lead me out of the bar. We got in our cars and i followed her to her place. As soon as we walked through the door. "Your majesty, an honor," Velen bent his knee slightly and bowed, sweeping his arms behind him."Here I have Dunin Brandson and his lady-love, Princess Beriwen Elvenstone," Aaron motioned toward the two. "Dunin is a bearer and I am sure you know who Beriwen is." Hail and well met, Bearer," Velen nodded. "Princess, I admit to be surprised to see you, as I am sure you are to see me. I want you to know that a friend of Lord Aaron's is a friend of mine." Prince Velen," Beriwen replied with a slight.