The only word that came to mind was “geometry.” The palace was not a building but a collection of many buildings, each in a different shape. Porte...r identified cubes and globes to be sure, but also spheres, domes, pyramids and cylinders. There were walls in the shapes of pentagons, hexagons, parallelograms, and other sophisticated shapes that he knew had names, but he did not remember them, that is to say if he had ever known them. The colors flowed across the palate and changed when the clouds. She squirts some lube into her hand and applies a liberal amount to my wrapped member. She comes up on her knees, straddling me, and sinks back three times and I'm in... barely. This is how she loves to start. My head barely inside her, her hand on her own clit. She rides up and down, an inch in, a half inch out. I slide out a couple of times, but she quickly recovers and never becomes greedy. I can't say the same for myself. I reach down to her hips and try to pull down while I thrust up and. She allowed his kiss, but then gently pushed away and went to the cocktail table, returning with two flutes of champagne. ‘I know you were bringing wine, but I wanted some bubbly to celebrate since we hadn’t seen each other for so long. Are you enjoying your surprise so far? ‘Oh yeah, this is great’ ‘Well, remember how said you wanted to try new things?’ ‘Sure,’ he replied. ‘Then we’re going to do this my way, but first, cheers, lover. It is so nice to see you.’ They clinked glasses and sipped. My hard nipples rub against your chest and I moan in your mouth. I sit up and grab your cock, not being able to wait any longer. With one deep hard thrust I take all of you inside of me. You fill me up and I scream as my pussy tightens around you. Slowly I go up and down and rock my hips in a circular motion. I lean back down and kiss your warm lips, your jaw, and down your neck. I place a long wet kiss right at the base of your neck as I continue to slowly fuck you. I kiss your chest and work.