.. you taste wonderful and I pull your panties down exposing your pussy... all neatly trimmed... I kiss and lick you moving down until I can taste you... moistness... yummy it tastes better than the meal we have shared... I lick your opening running my tongue over your clit... my fingers slip inside you... babe you feel so good and my tongue soon follows... I open your pussy up with my fingers as my mouth caresses and kissed your public hair, your clit and flicks inside your wet opening... your. Whether this was the girl's choice or the wolves had given up on the chase, I don't know.Anyway it was an hour or so into the celebrations before Cecilia spotted me on the dance floor with Rigmor. I don't believe that she could believe her eyes at first and how she never broke her neck twisting and turning her head to look in my direction I don't know. I could see that she was getting the low down on who I was within the company, from the guy she was dancing with, Pete Morris, head of. I needed to throw these out soon and maybe get a few of those thong ones. I bet Ken would like that. “Good! I knew you would do well on that test!” She propped my knees up and I planted my feet on the edge of the bed. She blew me a kiss as she unsnapped the snaps at her groin. “Yes, Mommy’s out of breath. She’s been exercising.” Melanie spread my knees apart staring down on me. I vigorously shook my head from side to side and mouthed ‘NO’ to her as her eyes got wider. I fixed my eyes on her. High born men of realm would consider themselves lucky to marry one so fair.” She fidgeted. “I have no suitors, there are no men in these woods. Only fay and gnomes and the like.” “Yes. Faemor Manor is lost to the mundane world and men do not remember it. It is far from their roads and ways. Long ago, it was the seat of the lords of Estrum and beholden to the Emperor of Velyressia. Before them, there was the elfin tower. It was a waystop on the ancient elf-road. Before the elves, it was a place.