Color flushed up from the neck of her robes, bathing her entire head in a deep shade of red. Indian hot sex “Yes, Miss McLuster, but there’s more, much, much more.”
He licked his hand, holding her to the wall with the full weight of his body. He dropped his pants to the floor, and stepped out of them, wearing only his now familiar black silk boxers. Arcutus smirked as Sharon laughed out loud. All of this was an illusion they created, a sensate illusion. He spread her lower lips, and took a long lick of her. Right now, a very aroused man with a young woman at his mercy, a woman he still can taste on his lips. “Yes.”
“I’m sure it can be arranged,” she said, aware that her masochistic nature was reaching new heights. She leaned back and would have fallen out the window, except that this window scene was exactly that. “Got it,” she replied, starting up the corridor.
