It was seldom seen in a female pampered in the soft chains of western decadence and her mature status in life gave her further credit for feminine mys...tique. There was no doubt she could use additional schooling on the use of her well-constructed mouth and needed some tutoring on the employment of her willing tongue in obedient submission to male pleasure. She had admitted to him that her excellence skills in the art of kissing came from shameful episodes in her past in the company of other. Sir Javid would hug him and kiss him, and give him so much affection that Arthur would feel like a really special boy, and that made him happy. Soon, Arthur even began to try and surprise Sir Javid, purposefully waking up in the middle of the night and surprising him by pleasuring him under the blankets when they were out on the road. Those days used to be hard, with Sir Javid often fighting off bandits and helping the people of the kingdom, and those visits that Arthur had paid to the knight’s. Eating the dog food, hungry as I was, was proving to be poor judgement and I suddenly vomited my whole meal all over the carpet.Sandra went ballistic. She rang the bell and ordered the maid to fetch the women. She went over to a Regency sideboard, opened a drawer and took out a whip. "Get on your hands and knees and lick it up," she screamed. I dropped to my knees as she relentlessly whipped my buttocks and tried to lick it up without regurgitating it but with no success. The women quickly. “cool.”“Yea. Wow can I see your house”? she asked.“Sure, its not exactly impressive” She walked around and commented on how it was cool and everything. As she walked round I couldn’t help notice her breasts. They were perfect in every way. Not small, not too far apart, just perfect. She was wearing a small miniskirt and a tight white top which exposed her abdomen. She was also slightly tanned and had perfect skin. I started getting ideas and got a slightly hard dick. “Can I see your room” she.