We were fucking princesses. He noticed me, we had brief eye-contact but I wanted him to work a bit harder for this body I had worked hard for. I plac...ed my delicate hand with blood-red fingernails onto some kids chest and asked him if I could have this dance. His friends were speechless, he tried to act nonchalant but I knew he had gotten a teeny bit hard at the thought of my hips rubbing into him. He agreed, flicked his dark hair over his eyes and lead me into the middle of the room, deep into. By this point i was nearing cairns and decided to visit my godmother who used to live near us in england. My godfather had died of cancer a few years ago at this point. My godmother was a shapely mature indian woman with huge tits probably f's. Her daughter had moved outt and was living in brisbane, a few days passed and i had been staying there a while we had always been really close, one night she took me out for a meal as i was due to leave the next day, by the end of the meal she had had. She pulled him against her again, thrusting her tongue into his mouth as she reached round behind her to undo the clasp that was keeping her breasts in place. She slipped the straps off her shoulders, and let the cups fall forwards, allowing her tits to spill out into Mr Pearson’s hands. Her nipples were already flushed and pink, and as he ran his fingers over them one at a time, they visibly hardened, with little excited goose-bumps around the aureoles.………I could hardly believe my eyes. And I. Prentas couldn’t bear the thought of seeing familiar faces on a different person and chose not to make more than one.”“Can I ask who?”“Senshu.”“That makes sense, she would be on the front line when they attacked.”Kithana shook her head, “Prentas had her run away with Molo and Oona as escorts. They were trying to get her out of his spell’s range. Her helmet is mithril, but her swords, armor, and scales are all steel.”“So, she didn’t make it.”“Normally a lodestone barely reacts to Senshu’s.