"Was that a touch of sarcasm?I saw some unlit candles in their sconces along the wall, so I touched the tip of my sword to their wicks, and we were so...n bathed in soft candlelight."Why thank you! That sword comes in mighty handy! I was just going to have my secretary come in and light them," He said, shuffling the papers he had been working on (in the dark?) into one neat pile. "She must have sent you in early; I wasn't quite finished with my nap."I sheathed my Fang and sat across from him in. She stopped in front of her full-length mirror and looked at her naked body. Cupping her breasts Fran jiggled them making the bells attached to her nipples dance and ring. She ran her hands down over her firm stomach and gently pulled at tufts of her pubic hair. The crowd of boys outside, waiting for the drawing to see who would get to shave her, grew noisier. As she watched her self in the mirror Fran slipped her hand lower and flicked her fingertip back and fourth over her large clitoris. I wasn't sure what to do, but then she brought my pair right to her face.'Oh, she is sniffing my panties with the aroma of my pussy all over them. Now she is closing her eyes and enjoying the high of it now.'After her personal minute, she opened her eyes and transported them over to my face. Her message was clear, so I took them right from her and took a very deep inhale.I leaned back and cheesed as much as I could. "Oh, your twat smells like a sexual garden, honey." I know, now take charge,. His hands were on my breasts and we pushed into each other. Turning, I kissed him passionately and rubbed myself against him. He then slid his fingers inside my wet pussy…oh! I slowly moved my hand on his shaft and he played with my pussy. We continued to kiss. My heart was racing and my breathing was labored. Finally, I broke from his embrace and led him out of the shower. We dried each other off.He turned to kiss me and I slammed him up against the wall. Grabbing his wrists about his head, I.