How wonderful she is, her skin so white! How shy she was the first time, so young and innocent, a daughter of a respectable bourgeois family. And how ...xcited I was when my time finally had come - when I used all my seductive wiles, and perhaps a few supporting spells, to make her mine. We sat at the edge of her bed, and I put my arms around her, embracing her, while I touched the soft skin of her neck.I played gently with her long hair, my lips inches from hers. Then our breasts touched, and. I hope that means you kept your hands off that little wiener of yours.? Brad flushed a deep shade of red. ?Well, did you or didn’t you??Now Brad was trapped. If he admitted masturbating, Kristie would punish him severely. On the other hand, if he said no and she figured out that he was lying, it would go even worse for him. This was the classic dilemma in which she loved to catch her victims. Brad naturally chose what seemed the easy way out. ?No, ma’am, I swear I didn’t touch. .......... She slowly undid my pants and pulled them down, exposing my semi-hard cock. Then she pulled up her skirt to show her pussy. As she started to finger herself she stuck out he tongue licked the end of my cock.We heard a noise on the other side of the wall. she did not seem to notice or care, we were safe and secure in our little booth. I slid my cock in and out of her waiting mouth, trying not to come to soon.She let out tiny moans as she fingered herself but they were muffled by my. I do recall the final, back arching moments. We were sitting, our pussies kissing, our hands on each others shoulders as our pelvises worked in circles and our eyes were locked. Her tongue was between her lips and her eyes had a glaze, a sort of far off look and yet held me tight. I don’t remember any words or sounds although I strongly suspect everyone else in the Hotel du Roi did. The only time I lost eye contact with her was when her climax came and she closed her eyes, let her head fall.