I parked and she invited me up for a night cap.She floated like an angel to the kitchen and returned with two glasses of red wine. We sipped the wine ...lowly and discussed out lives. Her lips were blood red and I read desire in her piercing emerald eyes. I could see the depravity under the surface of this divine specimen in front of me. I knew I had found my perfect companion. I placed my finger to her lips as she started to tell some story or other and willed with every ounce of my being her to. Surprise, disbelief, worry, and finally, determination lit his face. The Trainers were not going to send Cory to the mines outside of Drena. He was going to do that.He looked at the old map and traced the barely visible lines. He then returned to the symbol and pressed the tip of his fingers against the three petals.“For those who work, those who fight, and those who pray,” he repeated the words written by Edgar right under the symbol.~A Good Servant~An appreciative whistle made Xavier turned. As the vibrator was rubbed up and down her labia, it occasionally hit her clitoris. Almost immediately her hips began to rock. Her head fell back and her mouth opened into a small oval. The succulent breasts swelled and were capped by the most juicy of nipples. Her back began to arch and her orgasm was near.The color of her chest became an angry red color, while the muscles in her neck and shoulder also tightened. The moisture from her pussy had become copious and was running down between the. However, despite the luxury I am very horny and longing for a sexual encounter.Before I leave for home I am determined to have a sexual experience in this city. Two nights ago I used my vibrator and fantasised about a range of scenarios as I worked toward an orgasm sitting naked on a chair in front of a wall length mirror.Perhaps a much younger well-hung man? Or two men? Or a man and a woman? Or even another woman? I fantasised as I slowly teased myself to orgasm. Watching and enjoying in the.