” The king smiled then, his handsome face almost other worldly. “Gabriel.” He said his name as if weighing it. “You are quite lovely, Gabriel.... Such a beautiful face… Pretty as a woman’s face. I imagine you are the envy of them in your village.” He leaned forward, his forehead touching Gabriel’s, who felt as if his heart was going to explode from beating so fast. The king raised a hand to touch Gabriel’s hair; wrapping a finger around a curl and watching it spring back into place. What the King. I was not a fan of being face fuckedby him, but there are some things you just have to put up with, if youwant to keep your man happy. As the days rolled by, I would get betterand better at sucking his cock, letting him cum in my mouth and no longerrunning at high speed to the bathroom. I liked the feel of his silkliquid in my mouth, I like the aftertaste, and it made me feel sofeminine inside.I think it was a Saturday morning on the fourth month, as I rememberbeing fully dressed in a bra,. It was a lovely hot day, and I’d already decided to give Pete a treat by wearing something pretty, of the sort of thing he used to like. I put on a brightly-coloured wrap-around skirt, along with a short, low-cut peasanty top that left my midriff bare, showing off my flat stomach. It had buttons down the front, and I left the top two undone. It probably would have looked best on someone with bigger tits than me, but I liked it anyway. As you’ve probably guessed, I’d left my bra off as well.Pete. Ideally, the osmotic sensuality of a Jamaican sunset should be experienced with a lover, but airline snafus delayed Jack’s arrival. She had other options, of course, and he certainly wouldn’t begrudge her an opportunity to play. Their relationship was beautiful in that way: love without limits, without the grasp and clutch of possessiveness, without smothering fear. However, it had been several months since they’d been together, and Chloe wanted Jack to enjoy the full force of her appetite..