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promised to be firm and sweet. Two quiescent, deep brown, fleshy mushrooms slept innocently atop the
proud balls, waiting to be aroused by the hands of a man. His hands!
Her dark eyes glinting from beneath their slightly slanted lids and long curving eyelashes, the small
woman glided her palms slowly down her sides and rubbed them over her thighs. Her fingers then found
the tops of her purple mesh-like briefs and slid them down. With no difficulty, the girl slipped from the
briefs and the attached lavender see-through bloomers. She stood completely naked, except for a
jewelled anklet that circled just above a small right foot.
Smiling down at the obviously interested Earthman, letting her eyes drop to briefly examine the jutting
cock at his crotch, the girl said, "Tomar, my king, was wrong. All positions described in the Antis Atla
can be achieved. However, there are those far more pleasurable than others!"
I am new to your land and know little of Hortian volumes of carnal delights," he answered.
The black-haired girl's smile grew larger, "While it is sad that you are not acquainted with the holy book
of love, it will give me great pleasure to show you the various positions ... That is, if your stay in Hort will
allow the time needed?"
"The offer is quite tempting, my little imp. But I'm afraid it would take years to explore the avenues you
are offering," he smiled, reaching for the girl and gently pulling her before him on the white pillows. "For
the time being, I will be satisfied with a sampling ... at your own choice."
"I will do my best to please," she replied, letting her fingertips dance over his thighs and finally teasingly
trace the length of his erect prick. "Does the 'Seat of Love' sound acceptable to milord baron?" "Very
much so," he mused, allowing his own fingers to gently brush over the dark haloes of her small, but
definitely interesting breasts. Hoping he had not just stepped into some attempt at a
god-awful-impossible-pretzeled-rear-no-entry position, he continued. "What would you like me to do?"
"Nothing," she answered in a soft whisper. "All you need to do is to sit with your back against the wall,
milord. I will do the rest." Somewhat hesitant about the proposal, he gave up his playground of
mammary flesh and scooted his ass and the pillow beneath backwards. "There! Up against the wall!"
"Now, relax," the pleasure expert commanded in a soothingly sexy voice.
"Relax, and I will do the rest."
Knowing that she held his undivided attention, the girl grasped his legs and straightened them before him
so that he was seated at a ninety degree angle. Then on her knees, she straddled his outstretched limbs
and crawled forward. The thick black mat of down, brushed over her vulva, tickled his thighs as she
approached.
Seated in his lap with his fully erect cock nestled in the fur on the outside of her mound of love, the girl
reached down and gently stroked the rod jutting up toward the flatness of her belly. Her tender caresses
fanned the fires that simmered in his groin.
Her fingers lightly moved over his thickening shaft. Brushing here and there over the smooth sensitive
skin of his prick, her frosted fingernails scratched a pleasing agitation. Likewise, her other hand wedged
itself between the intimate contact of their crotches and found his testicles. His breathing increased in
deepness as her delightfully cool fingers encompassed his sac and traced little swirls over his scrotum.
While the girl lavished her manual dexterity over his cock and balls, his hands once again moved to the
firm, proud balls that formed her breasts. His fingers glided over the summery flesh with the same
gentleness with which she massaged his sex. Like a kitten, rather than a tigress, the raven-haired beauty
straddling his legs purred under his titillating administrations.
Cupping the heaving tits, his fingers kneaded the resilient flesh. Around and around the miniature globes,
he worked his digital magic, drawing aroused moans from the girl's lips. Her hand tightened around his
pulsing rod as it began jerking up and down the swollen thickness of his lust.
Continuing his circular path, his fingers climbed upward toward the dark patches of flesh topping the firm
hills. Then, when the still sleeping nipples were within striking distance, he directed the attention of his
forefingers to the brown buds. Lightly he tapped at the small buttons of pleasure, enjoying the sight as
they thickened and swelled. In rapid, friction-generating movements, his fingertips brushed around the
hardening nipples until they stood out like firm mushrooms perched precariously on the sleek curvature
of her breasts. He smiled, noting the lust-laden gaze of the pleasure specialist under her half-closed
eyelids. Then ducking his head slightly, he moved forward. His lips reached out and lightly kissed the
two stiff cherries his fingers had created. The girl shivered with excitement under his oral touch.
With no warning at all, his lips opened and captured one of the alluring buds and he sucked, eliciting a
series of prodigious moans from his partner. The oral manoeuver also freed one of his hands to join the
girl's, which still skilfully did their best to ignite every bit of pleasure they were capable of bringing.
Sliding his hand behind the tight grasp she held on his throbbing manhood, his fingers wove their way
through the forest of black, shining pubic hairs furred over her vulva. With little difficulty, the probing tip
of his index finger dipped to the top of the pouting mouth of her cunt. Teasingly, he entered the open
gash, wetting his finger with the heated juices flowing from her cunt.
The girl's body quivered visibly as his seeking finger delved between the moist lips of her pussy.
Sweeping waves of sensual arousement coursed through her sleek thighs in anticipation of the intimate
contact that would come next.
She didn't have to wait long for the pleasure she sought. Edging his way back toward the top of the
trembling cleft of her sex, his touch found the rising bulge of her clitoris. Manipulating the sensitive little
nubbin of lust, he cajoled it out from beneath the thin membrane that hooded it. Beginning with soft
brush-like strokes he played with the extending little button until he rolled it lasciviously in the wetness of
her own excitement.
The tender attention he paid to her clit brought the results he sought. The girl's breathing was now hard
and deep. Intent little whimpers of desire were constant on her lips. Her pelvis gyrated slowly against his
hand, urging him to harder and more fervent explorations. As he prepared to oblige the woman's
heightening need, she suddenly pulled away from him. She panted and moaned under the desire that
burned within her body.
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