We started off slowly; I reached down and began teasing myself - I started by playing with the head of my penis, circling my fingers around the top, o...casionally giving a gentle squeeze to my hardening shaft right below. It wasn't long before my throbbing cock was begging for more action. I could easily see the way she was treating herself, the motions of her arm giving every little erotic detail away. She enjoyed building up the sexual tension just as much as I did - slowly running her hand. She knew he would be home today and she was excited. The air in the log house still held the chill of night, even with the rays of sun streaming in the windows. She looked at the clock. It was early, not quite 8. Out of the refrigerator she took enough ingredients for a feast and made piles on the kitchen island: eggs, bacon, bread, peppers, cheese, butter, biscuits, orange juice. She would make him a little breakfast. He would eat well today. He would taste her today. She felt her face blush.. She should have gotten someone else to lock up the Draenei. ‘True. This is a rather unusual case.’ Magistrix Landra Dawnstrider made her way outside and motioned for Jilanne to follow. ‘I will need to interrogate the over-sized goat.’ Jilanne obediently followed, vowing to murder the two guards if they had let anything happen to their prisoner. ‘So your mother was one of the victims, hm?’ ‘Well…’ Jilanne was cut off mid-sentence as a guard rushed towards her. It was Zaetana, the best and most. “Always on a lower level. Now if the game calls for romance or seduction, equal footing would be fine. The game of service has very specific rules. And never, ever, ever pink undergarments – unless told to wear them of course.” Joi smiles softly. Some girls need to be broken, others coaxed. Ashley is one of the latter. She considers Joi like a mother and never wants to disappoint her. “ May I change them please?” Ashley asks, making contact with her round, brown eyes before lowering them. Joi.