I was curious to see if she was always so sexy. “Well, don’t laugh when you see them,” Stephanie said, “ I was pretty thin when I was youn...g.” I wasn’t sure if I should say this, in case Stephanie took it the wrong way, but I said, “So, all those curves are a relatively new thing?” “I didn’t know you were taking notice,” she smiled back. “Just because you’re my aunt, doesn’t mean I can’t look,” I said. “Guess not,” she replied, looking down at herself. “So, what about. With that my wife got the lube out of our nightstand, made a fist and liberally applied a large amount of lube to her tiny hand. Her hand was not much bigger than a large cock. Now I knew why we were running out of lube!!! Apparently, my wife’s specialty was using her small hand like a cock to please her amazon lovers. No wonder she had such a parade of large girlfriends?I watched from above as my wife made a ball with her fist and went down between Greta’s legs which she had spread open in. Initially I was polite but disinterested, having no more desire to play Thedosian politics than I had to play the lute. I left the problems to Josephine to sort out. But no matter how hard I tried to stay above it all, little things, tiny, aggravating details would pull me in. We were at risk of losing the Inquisition, and that I could not accept.I was on the verge of a murder, while speaking with a high ranking ambassador – who was apparently a Prince, but there were lots of those – from. Just a reminder that she was there — and in control. With a small smile she reached to the chain attached to the clamps on his nipples and added one more heavy metal hook. The added weight caused the nipples to be distended a little further and the man moaned loudly. Reaching out she closed her fingers around the chain holding the collection of heavy hooks and shook them. They jangled noisily in the silence. The clinking was nearly drowned out by the intense noises from under the hood and.