I wanted to steam her and make her rise to the avalanche of her sex. I knew I wasn’t going to stop. I pulled her pant and kissed her thighs. Then sl...ide my tongue from her thighs across her inner thighs.The warm breath of mine would make her feel more erotic. I kept sliding my tongue over her inner thighs until she was on the ultimatum of sexual pleasure. I placed a gentle kiss over her panty exactly over her clitoris. I paused for a second. Then I placed another kiss over again.But this time I. She opens her lips, and my cock slides into her warm wet mouth. She takes my head, then more of my shaft, and then all of my 8”+ shaft that is as thick as a soda can. She gags a little as it touches the back of her throat and then she pulls me in until my balls slap her chin. Then back out. She bobs up and down while her tits bounce on my naked legs and i play with her blonde hair. Then I snap back to reality….She is holding my hand and guiding me to a parking lot. We get next to a car, and I. Gerda started to edge toward the hallway. A soldier just happened to be in her way. Queen Alana gestured at Cindy Ella to come into the kitchen. "Who are you girl?" she said. As Cindy Ella came into the room Alana frowned in disappointment. This couldn't be the girl her son was seeking. She was too young, too slight to have done the things her son had described."My name is Cindy Ella" came the girl's voice.Rupert's head snapped up, his eyes wide. "That voice!" he said. He looked hard at the. Flora nodded. His blue eyes seemed to darken. "Ravaging you?" he added. It also should have been a tease; his tense smile tried to make it one. Still, Flora sensed the answer was very important to him."Not quite," she whispered honestly.A relieved smile spread across his face. "Drink with me," he said. He poured two very full glasses of red wine that was so dark, it was nearly black. He handed her a glass. "A tradition from my culture. Either you'll find me so irresistible that the wine will.