I want to bury myself in your flavors, baby.” I say as I lick you off my fingers wanting, needing more. You pull your tight skirt up over your peach... of an ass, placing your elbows and hands down on the table, moving any unnecessary items out of the way. In one smooth motion you bring your right leg over my lap and do as I ask bending over so that I can see, smell, and taste, the perfection of your tight wet pussy. Your so close I can feel your lava-like heat radiate against my sweating face. I. We both acted instinctively and she put her hands down to catch her weight beside me while I put my hands up to keep her from falling on top of me. I caught her in a three-point landing. My hands were on her boobs and my cock poked at her pussy.And we froze there. Her eyes locked on mine and she didn’t scramble to get away from the embarrassing position. There wasn’t much I could do as I was supporting her weight in my hands. She ran in a sports bra top and the modest mounds it contained felt. Then he fished his dick out of his pants and told me to, “suck this.” It was the strangest dick I had ever seen. Of course I hadn’t seen that many, but this one was certainly odd. It was long and thin. It was a little longer than Mr. Benson’s, but only about half as big around. The weird part was it curved downward, like a banana. He brought it to my lips and pushed it into me.It curved down and went right into my throat as smooth as you would ever want to see. Deeper and deeper he went till my. Very curvaceous. Long, black, curly hair, nearly always pouring out from beneath a headscarf. Dark brown eyes. Tends to wear multi-colored, patchwork skirts, a white, off the shoulder peasant blouse, and a vest-like underbust corset. Has a red and white monkey as a familiar.Jaine Castilian: Will’s office assistant and bookkeeper. Born on the Mainland. Formerly an Acolyte of the Magistrate trained to sense people’s motivations and whether they are being honest. Apprentice level at the engraving.