The dress - little more than loose strips of fabric, yet unattainably expensive - a gift from the Magister - hung down her body to a tiny skirt that...came to a sudden abrupt stop at the end of her creamy thighs, allowing her sleek and pasty legs to be on full display.Magister Ilyrio's wedding gift to Daenerys was a trio of beautiful dragon eggs from beyond the Shadowlands of Asshai, long petrified to stone. As the Khaleesi stared at these odd stone trinkets, a strange stirring roiled inside of. ....all of it.........until I lightly gag. While I'm all the way down I pause and flick my tongue around the base and then slowly come up. All the way down and all the way up again a couple times. This time when I come up, I spit on the tip. I watch it dribble down a little and then lick the saliva off. A little ends up on my lip and I let a string of it connect my mouth to your cock. Our eyes are locked. With all the wetness, I take my hand and slide it down, then up, then down again while I. He put down the strawberries, slid his hands around my waist, pressed me up against the wall and kissed me. The kiss was hard and deep and his tongue move expertly teasing me reminding me what other talents his tongue had. As he pressed up against me I could feel how hard he was through his pants and my hands immediately went there caressing and stroking him through his slacks. With his left hand he pressed me harder against him while his right hand went to my breast and started kneading it. He told me he got a call from my mom early in the morning. She was excited to report that she had landed a prime job, as a legal assistant in one of the top law firms in city. That sounded like good news to me, but then my uncle dropped the bomb: He would be taking me to the airport tomorrow, and I would be flying home so I could help take care of my two younger siblings. I couldn’t believe my ears…I was supposed to stay on the ranch for the whole summer! And what about Uncle Clyde’s bad.