She was naked lying on my bed in my off campus student house, where my two mates and I live. My hands moved over her satin skin, I would squeeze her h...re and there and this would bring a soft sigh from her sweet mouth."Mmm, please don't stop," she sighed.I didn't intend to, her body is perfect, about five three, with small but firm bust, slim waist and the greatest pair of legs I have ever seen. It was those legs that attracted me in the first place, I was walking right behind her one day at. Hanging her head in defeat, Erica left Diana's quarters. After she had closed the door, she heard either Diana or the Queen lock it.Hippolyta had locked the door and then crossed the room to sit beside her oldest and favorite daughter on the bed where Diana had sat."So what's so secret?" she asked her daughter as she put her hand on her daughter's leg.Diana proceeded to tell her mother of the meeting, she paused before telling her she had disrobed in front of Alexander and his staff and again. He had oiled his beard to a point and wore a large smile.His women were as ebony skinned as any in Hargone, his wife wearing a tight-fitting robe of purple with a belt of silver to accentuate her waist. The robe opened in the front to reveal a wonderful swath of her dark breasts draped in silver necklaces studded with amethysts. She wore a silk veil over her nose and mouth, her eyes dark and sultry. They fell on me.Her lusts quivered.The daughter was clad in white trimmed in gold. She was more. Wrapped around his left arm was a fiery phoenix, its wings spreading themselves around his muscular bicep and its tail running down his forearm, stopping just at his inner wrist. Her gaze dipped lower down his daresay lickable abs and a trail of dark hair below his navel that disappeared below his towel. Vixen unconsciously ran her tongue over her upper lip and squeezed her thighs shut to lock in the moisture that collected there. She bolted upright with shame at what she was.