. . . whatever. Gaby really enjoys fucking my ass . . . . and I am very grateful. Her out/ins go by my "g" spot (prostate) and I feel the cum almost ...at the tip of my cock. With every pass the "g" spot gets more exited and my brain is saying OH YES, let me have my orgasm. Gaby cums and I feel it when she actually yells YEAH I am having it . . . . . and she continues pushing in out and with every push she gets another explosion and I get another "g" spot excitement. I finally cum and Gaby picks. I stepped out and wiped off the mirror. I was a mess. My pale blonde hair was in knots and my face was red hot. I looked at and admired my body. Naked and wet I was only about 5 foot 7 and 165 pounds. My breasts were uneven but that was easily fixable with a bit of padding. There really wasn’t much fat on me, I was pretty muscular. Jackson knocked again and I started to dry. I walked out with the towel wrapped around me and darted to the back room. I was the only female in the ten person crew. I tounged that with passion and licked up until I began licking her bellybutton. While all of this is going Andrea was quietly moaning from pleasure. After a little bit of licking her bellybutton she undid her top and her brests popped out of her top to show that her tits were hard. I got on the floor and continued licking her heels until she told me to get on my knees. "Worship my fucking tits you slut" she said with anger in her voice. "Yes my mistress" I said and I began licking. I began to understand why no guards were present, for Shahira's house was protected by a powerful enchantment. But there was no point on pondering this from the bridge. I joined the others and passed through the Obsidian Gate. Down the stairs we walked in pairs, and exited through the twin doors at the bottom, women to the right, men left and into the vestibule. Down another flight we descended. The wardrobe door stood open, there was no attendant, so all took care to hang up their own.