None of the staring men could remember ever having seen anyone more beautiful and desirable, nor could they envision that they ever would.Her skin was... a silken dream, radiating warmth and sensitivity; her hair a bright corona of light around the sun that was her face; her breasts the proud and boisterous emblem of everything that's feminine; waist and hips the curves on the way to heaven; her sex the sensual promise of boundless, carnal fulfillment. Iane was a vision beyond a mere human's. The numbers 6:00am are burning into your brain in the familiar annoying red colour, taunting you to get up and get ready for another day. You sigh and rub your eyes. Not wanting to give into the daily struggle just yet, you roll over to look at my side. I'm lying on my stomach still lost in the world of dreams. The white sheets draped over the smooth curve of my bum. The early morning sunlight is struggling its way through the blinds, but there is enough light to see my exposed back. My face is. Many were under the mistaken impression that there was a distinct lifestyle of the White Elves, as there was a distinct lifestyle of the Tiger People. Tika patiently explained that the Elf-Mothers were from an even cross section of human society, and that they each continued to live the lifestyle of their people of origin. Thus, the territories of the wild people who hunted the surface of the region were divided as the surface of the world was. The Lakeside Zone was occupied by English speaking. Mmh .. to enjoy the rising pleasureafterwards. Yes, your body is now longing for such touches. Your breasts like to becuddled now ... oh yes One of your fingers is already disappearing between your sweatybuttocks and is looking for your, contracting rosette.So nice to play with your fingers there.Yes, that involuntarily pushes your pelvis towards your touch. Lets your finger slowlyslide over your perineum and gradually hike higher ... oh yes that always feels soooowonderful when you reach the.