Her Master was a bit secretive in general; Travia was much the same with outsiders.There were two of them, a woman and a man, both cute. I wondered if... both or either of them would be involved in the ritual. While I prefer men, I don't abhor women. And my nerves were such that I didn't much care who fucked me, so long as I got fucked."Hiya, Jayne," I said, walking up to them."Kadja," she said nodding. "Ready?" Yep. Where are we going?" The Aerie," she said, and turned to walk through the gate. I. But asking frequently she asked to send my pics once.I sent my pics by mail. She comments looks gentleman and smart. She sent her pic in saree looks like the angle with good assets. I had commented you look beautiful. Your eyes are more attractive which can speak. She pinged with a naughty smile, within no time I asked for a date.She said to wait for the time I will let you know. Days were continuing with porn sharing and naughty messages, sexting, with type of angle we like how we want to. When the tension is just uncomfortable, not painful, you stop. Your preparations are driving me wild. I want to feel your tongue lapping my clit, I want you to up my favorite buzzing plug up my ass. I know it will hurt, you never use lube, but it feels so good. I want you to finger me, driving me wild, sending me into oblivion from pleasure. I know you can, you always do, I have such an insatiable appetite. You grab my favorite lotion. It’s yours too, you love the smell on my skin. Peppermint. I grinned stupidly at her, trying to dismiss the images she had createdfrom my mind. I watched as she lazily walked into the bathroom,mesmerised by the liquid movement of her hips beneath the lavendersatin. I forced myself to get out of bed, stretched then lifted thepink satin from my body and followed the love of my life.We showered and did all the morning essentials, including themoisturiser treatments to face and bodies. I think both of us werescared to touch the other because we both knew.