I wanted her to orgasm. She wanted to orgasm. Sometimes, though, a long, steady journey is a deliciously tormenting experience when there is time for ...t. It was late afternoon and there was no rush.Her pussy was drooling as I lapped at it and she raised her hips up to meet me as if seeking more contact. Time to change. I formed a small ‘O’ with my lips and encircled her clit. I sucked the clit and hood into my mouth and used my tongue tip on the hooded clit. I wanted to produce sensation and. .”Théoden reached for an object on a nearby shelf. As soon as he revealed it, she felt her heart seize, wither, and die.“Did it look like this?” The white hand on its surface was no more than a pale glimmer in the smoky gloom of the Golden Hall; an absence of light that seemed to be Théoden’s preference in these dark days.“Yes, my Lord.”“It is but a message. Despite certain unpleasantries, we are not yet at open war with Isengard, and both sides continue to talk in the hope of preserving our. " She smiled her thanks, which caused my heart to resume its continued operation.I presented her the orchid that had a ring to slide on to the wrist. It looked like it matched her outfit perfectly; if I had a brain that was working, I would have smelled collusion. It wouldn't have mattered if they had conspired against me, at this point they could do no wrong as long as it brought us together. I offered her my arm to escort her to the carriage; that was when I realized that her white embroidery. She resisted my efforts and instead had me sit down on the desk as she fell to her knees in front of me. Her warm, delicious mouth quickly found my throbbing member, and she soon gobbled it hungrily from sight. My hands found the sides of her head and I caressed it as she used her mouth expertly on my cock. As I sat there enjoying her machinations, I watched as one of Brenda's hands began fingering her dark, lightly-haired pussy.“Don't do that,” I told her. “Let me do it.”Soon I was flat on my.