Tryl was very detail oriented, a necessary quality in an elven ambassador where not following specific protocols could ruin a relationship and, in cer...tain cases, possibly get an ambassador killed. She ran through her list again: they had waited to be announced, uncovered their heads, bowed to the monarch, approached with dignity and stopped a good distance from the throne. What had they missed...?It came to her, and she ground her teeth in embarrassment. She’d uncovered her head. Her retinue. As she was slideing on down her shirt was sliding up to her stomach .I was trying to keep my hard cock from poking her is the ass as she got comfortable , she said ok I'm all in and I reached over her to zip up the sleeping bag as I zipped it up I could feel her hard nipples as she shivered .I got it zipped up and pulled my hand back behind her and she reach over and took my hand and pulled it over her to her stomach and held it there .She asked me to hold her tight and warm her up as she slid. When Jean Paul moved his hand slowly towards her, inching its way towards her left breast, the poor little thing couldn’t even find the strength to draw a breathe. And when his strong, callused fingers touched her naked body and trailed up the firm flesh to her nipple, the second he pinched the dark pink swollen nub, the sixteen year-old virgin climaxed like she never had before. Fighting to stay alert, she heard Alain laughing gently from above. “Jesus, you were totally right, Gabs. She’s a. You don’t own them, but you can wear them whenever you want. You just have to let her wear yours on occasion.”“I see...” Narvenia said as the light bulb of understanding lit up. “I wouldn’t mind Spiro wearing my white sandals, except when I need them to match what I want to wear. So that means that they must decide who gets to have Michael’s sex after the wedding, at a time when your traditions state that they should all have him. Oh, my ... that is a serious challenge!”“Yeah, but if I know.