Her eyes closed, and she sniffed me like I was a rose. Indianporn Nothing. I’d always thought it was who she was; the political schemer, the thoroughbred aristocrat, but it was all a carefully-rehearsed and practiced lie. “Thank you.”
“I mean it.” I said, giving her rump a good smack, which she enjoyed, “Most women would never do the things you did.”
“I would never have done any of that if it weren’t for you.” She said with a mildly-accusatory tone, “You have a way of persuading your lovers to participate in your perversions, don’t you?”
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I slid the point of my tongue through her slit, and savored the way the petals gave way to me, opening like a flower to invite my entrance.
