What makes a girl's company in bed special for me is not whether she'll do "anything", but whether she shows lots of enjoyment for that ordinary stuff... Lily was enjoying herself so much she was almost glowing with happiness. She LOVED serving me, and got a huge thrill out of doing her job properly.She did her job properly so many times that she drained me dry. To be more accurate, I drained myself dry because it was a lot of fun seeing the pleasure Lily got each time she brought me off. Lily. Think about it: If former vice president Richard Cheney thought some middle Eastern dictator should die, there ought to at least be a preliminary investigation to try to determine whether Cheney’s motives were pure.Who knows? Maybe the guy Cheney hated was more virtuous than was his detractor? That wouldn’t be too hard. Maybe Cheney’s wanting you dead would qualify as a positive entry on one’s resume.So I’m kind of proud to say that one of the first things I told myself (after having already. She was becoming very excited. I continued working her tits. Her hand came to my head and gently pushed my head down. Well, I thought. It looks like she might be ready to be licked between her legs. I reversed position with my head down toward her feet as I let my finger continue down her body to her belly button. I started to lick her belly button, then over her ovaries. My fingers went to her thighs and pressed them out. She spread her legs in a wide beaver. I ran a finger up and down her. He approached Adara’s body and quickly slung her over his shoulder. ‘Oh, and milady?’ Asmana looked back toward her servant. ‘Regarding that… other matter you wanted me to take care of.’ Asmana’s eyes sparkled with contentment. ‘Did the foreign prince receive his welcoming party, then?’ In a rare moment, Mahir’s ever-present smirk faded. ‘I’m afraid he’s not quite as… dead as you would’ve liked, if that’s what you mean.’ She sighed. ‘Oh, Mahir, what’s wrong this time?’ Mahir wasted no time.