Cocooned in our togetherness. Lie on the floor, I whispered.Placing the towel on the damp tiling, you lay down, your face looking up as I towered over... you. My cock directly over your head. Then, dropping to my knees, my legs either side of head, my balls inches above your open mouth, I leaned forward, allowing my mouth, my tongue, my every desire to consume your beautiful sweet cunt. And it did. Your wet lips. Your clit. My lust. It tasted so good once again. Meanwhile, positioned below me,. A man in a tuxedo was already leaning against the railing of the wide stone balcony overlooking the city below. He turned a warm smile on her as she approached. "Hi," he said. "Ariel, right? I'm Nick." He extended his hand and Ariel took it. His skin was darker than hers, exotic looking, and her own fair skin was a sharp contrast even through the red lace gloves she wore. "Yeah, Ariel," she told him. "You didn't really have to guess did you? I mean, you are the best man and all." Nick laughed.. Of course, my leg was too short to connect, but it scared him into a brief retreat, after which he decided to bite the bullet. Cohen stepped into contact range and started throwing a flurry of blows with his hands and feet, any one of which would have been deadly had it landed. None did. This was what Neeka and I practiced several hours a week — fighting at top speed — pushing the limits of coordination and anticipation until my body moved by itself in response to things I wasn't even aware of. She hadn't gotten excited like this in years, well, not from just walking in the nude somewhere. The last time she had felt like this was when she had been going to the nude beach for the first few times. In a way, she liked it, but it also scared her somewhat. She was afraid those soldiers would notice this and maybe think because she was liking it, that they could do other things with her as well. The thought that some of them would make love with her, or better said, fuck her or rape her,.