My gestures are perfect, my voice is sweet, my waist is small, and my hips are sculptured. I’m pretty lucky I think, because my mind is in tune with... my feminine body. I love everything about being a female and most of all I love the way men react to my efforts.My latest conquest is with me now as we enter my apartment. We made a good connection and now here we were at my place and I can’t wait to get laid. Once we’re inside, I play host and fix drinks and ask him what he needs. He’s being. The air was cool, while not cold, and she glanced down and saw that the light pink nipples adorning her smallish breasts were fully erect, as though excited. She was not struggling, the time for that had passed, but with each movement her breasts swayed a bit. The muscles in her upper legs ached, as they were severely stretched, yet still bore most of her weight. That coupled with the fact that she still wore the high heels, caused her to wonder how long she would be made to endure this awkward. "No, it won't. I am not bound by any of their laws since I am an enemy combatant. You should keep in mind that as my agent you are also a combatant. I think it is proper for you to remind me of things that are illegal from their point of view, but since they don't pay any attention to their own laws I don't think I should really give a shit about them either."I'm sure you recall that their first attack was aimed at you. Since you are in my possession it means they attacked me also. I'm pretty. The soft tissue would open your flower for me, letting me see the petals slowly unfold to my touch. Then I would kiss your labia, running my tongue across your open lips, flicking at your bud, as the hood rolled back. Sucking that delicate bud, as I insert a finger inside you. I want you to watch as my tongue works and my finger slides in and out of that wet hole, now two fingers. I can feel you getting wetter, it’s running down my fingers into my hand. You grip my head, hold me in place as my.