We both were. I moved down her body and slipped my tongue into her vagina, licking all the way up to her clitoris, her juices gathering on my tongue w...hich I swallowed. Her juices tasted exquisite. I flicked my tongue over her clitoris which was hardening more and more with every flick and every moan that passed through her lips. I alternated my tongue from sliding up and down her opening, to flicking and circling her hardening bud. Her sweet nectar was flowing from her like a tap and my face. Viktoria, still in her heels, stockings and bustier, began pumping hernew appendage in and out of her lover's swollen cunt with vigor. Astashuddered with her first orgasm almost immediately and began to gruntwith every thrust.Viktoria reached down and grabbed Asta's hair and pulled her head backgently, but firmly, getting her attention."You like that don't you!" grunted Viktoria as she pumped. "You likebeing my little bitch!" she said loudly."yes, yes, yes!" screamed Asta as Viktoria sped up. The toes of her shiny black boots peeked outfrom the robe's hem. When we were directly in front of her, my motherspoke."Greetings, Grandmother Ionia. Are things well with you?" she asked withgreat care."Some things, some days, Daughter," the priest answered. The evidentrespect of one professional to another showed in the tone of both women. "Men still make war on our frontiers. Her Majesty is ill. Yet we areblessed here. The Princess Thetis will make a good queen when sheascends the. She had gradually abandoned him, and the wound was long and slow in being inflicted, and tore him as deep as his soul. There were so many facets to the pain. Where once they could sense each other's thoughts, there was a closed door. He had once been her life, too; and now he didn't matter to her at all. Where once love and deep friendship had been, now there was only cold indifference. She knew him better than any living soul ever had--and she had pronounced him not good enough. And never, not.