I know you like to tease me and I can only imagine how wet your pussy must be by teasing me like that. But looking down, I see your legs are still pre...ssed together, although you wiggle around slightly on the bed. You pull your nipple and let go, cupping your breast in your hand, squeezing it. Your other hand slides down over your stomach. I follow your hand with my gaze as you spread your legs, showing me what I hoped to see. I see your shaven pussy, a hint of wetness glistening between your. I breathed in the salt spray of the ship. Seagulls cawed in the air, almost hovering in place beside the ship’s sails, flying on the same wind propelling the corsair through the gray-blue waters of the Nimborgoth.Our quest was almost done. We sailed southeast for the River Kemoh crossing the Vyman Plains into the Haunted Forest. We just had to get through the dark woods, reputed to be home to all manner of monsters from werewolves to the foul creations of the Biomancer Vebrin. In the heart, we. The servants were running the mansion as if he would be walking in at any moment."Anymore tea?" Grace asked, refilling her cup. She was past seventeen and was growing into one of the most beautiful women in the city. She had turned down many proposals hoping that Frank would come to ask her to be his wife. She felt she loved him more than any person alive."No, I've had enough," Frank replied. She was wearing a red silky gown off the shoulders and showing plenty of cleavage. She sat in an erect. She strutted over to him, and I do mean strutted, and held out her hand. “Hi, I'm Sylvie.”Jim rose to shake her hand, his eyes drinking in her black eyes, slightly up-tilted at the corners, large and dark as midnight, her creamy skin, the lower half-moons of her breasts exposed below the crop top, the erect nipples poking through the fabric, her shapely legs and that beautiful, small, tight, round ass.“Jim,” he croaked.“You're next on my dance card after Nick and Pete have banged my brains.