“I can’t, I mean, I have nothing to wear…” She let her voice fade out, an unspoken declaration of how she felt. Indian Sex Amelia watched the feet of the strange male hasten towards a wooden looking pillar, her eyes watering slightly as the wind changed direction and she felt as it the floor beneath her knees were tilting. She was indeed a flower with her hairless slit, made by two puffy petals, between them her swollen and clearly damp clit peeking out as if urging him to taste it. “The SHIP is run on steam and coal, she doesn’t fly per say, though we are air born. “I guess you don’t know a lot about where you were? Obe saw in the girl a need to be taken care of, her innocence, her want to be wanted and most of all right now, her need to be shown what a real man was. With a scowl of frustration the male shoved her by the waist into the room, quickly locking the doors from the outside with little more than, “Stay!” before he left here there alone, locked in another room. As the small nubs pushed from her dress, Amelia’s breasts bounced free, the dress falling to her waist, leaving the lithe girl
