He swirled his tongue in her depths, rocking his tongue up and over her clit until she was whimpering and whispering his name. “Peter, oh fuck baby... oh god I’m going to cum. Please honey, I need you inside me, kiss me. I want the taste of us on my tongue. Please, fuck! Are you going to make me beg?” her soft voice held a touch of humour and Peter rose from between her thighs and sunk himself deep, his tongue dipping into Cynthia’s kiss, thrusting in time with the movement of his hips. He kept. As we sit together on the edge of the bed, I know this to be true. In our homeland, men have all the power and control, and a woman’s fate is determined by what men take interest in her. As the youngest of a family of six sisters, normally I would have been exchanged to a farmer or peasant, given away in trade for livestock or some other necessity of the household. Two of my elder sisters had already fallen into this fate. Luckily for me, I have caught the eye of the young Prince Ajan. The. "Well, yeah..." you manage. She smiles a little, the corners of her beautiful lips wrapping up ever so slightly."Naturally. Nothing to be embarrassed about. No doubt you've had those desires for me since first seeing me. Although... your thoughts are rather obviously betrayed in that regard, " she says, motioning down. You follow her gaze right to your crotch, and notice your growing erection. You blush. "Well since you're so enthusiastic, " she continues, circling your floating body, "I'll get. "Oh Connie, darling, why did he do it? How could he? The bastard." Connie started crying hard, tears streaming down her face. Vicky hugged her tightly, careful of the beat up face, and rocked back and forth. Minutes passed as she tried to comfort her little sister, the way she always had when they were young. Slowly the frantic release of emotion eased.Once the worst was over, Vicky hurried downstairs and brought a bottle of Kahlua up, filling each of their cups with a generous dose, and.