Impressive." And you've seen only a small part of it. It was built almost six hundred years ago by my ancestors. There has been a Ragonian living here... ever since."Justine noted the man's age was indeterminate, she thought perhaps early forties, his features, refined, almost delicate. Hair and eyes of ebony. Both seemed to glisten with the firelight. He was not muscular but there was a strength that radiated from within which gave one the impression of size and most of all -- power.For Andre,. In those days when I told her I loved her she’d ask, ‘Do you really?’ As if I were possibly kidding her. ‘Yes, and more each day,’ I’d reply or something to that effect each time. She’d smile comforted in the fact. When we went to bed it was always with the idea of making love even though many times it seemed a test of our endurance or our pushing our sexual limits. We kissed and caressed each other slowly during our foreplay never wanting to rush our climax. I was always intrigued with our. “Yes Master,” Stacey told him.Syndee replied, “Yes, I am famished, Master.”Silk was closest to him and whispered, “Yes Master.”With delight, Michael smiled at their answers. He also noted that the greeter was looking at them rather oddly. Finally she told them that their table was ready and escorted them to it.Michael let them get in first and than sat opposite of Silk. Once everyone was settled, he offered Silk a smile.Starla came to give them menus and take drink orders. Silk noticed that. I was squatting on the kitchen floor stuck between him and the kitchen counter when suddenly I felt a warm breeze on my wet crotch. I stopped sucking him off and looked down to find Shannie on her stomach on the floor admiring my pussy. Tommy wondered why I stopped and looked down himself. He was as dumbfounded as I was to find his roommate’s girl on the floor with a hungry look on her face as she stared at my bared pussy. “S-Shannie!” he exclaimed and quickly stepped back. Shannie looked up.