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Ok, I forgot that this is totally impromptu as well. Sue me! LOL �Master� hmm dance for Me �Master� and perhaps one that shows the desires of a redsilks and the cravings of a whitesilk �Master� all in one �Master� impromptu �disgybl{DdT}� oh Master :( � Master smiles and looks at her �Master� tis only you and I pet so no worries about being overwhelming for I know your talent ~ slides from His lap and thinks, moving to the dancing pit, she nibbles on full lower lip, tossing auburn hair back over her shoulder, left arm poised at her hip, right arm raised in the air, wrist turned slightly inward, turning her head to look at Him, she blushes �disgybl{DdT}� she's never been good at impromptu Master �Master� well as I said no worries I just wish to see a sluts flesh in motion ~ grins and turns her head back, her body in profile to Him, her hips undulate in a gentle circle as her arm comes down, sliding over full breasts to rest at her belly, lashes rest on her cheeks, sinking to the sand slowly, she kneels with thighs pressed together, small hands coming together to entwine in front of her ~ hums softly to herself as she remembers the frustration of being white silk, hands slide back over her body, an awakening of senses, every touch sending fire into her veins, she lifts off her heels, tipping her chin up as if pleading, an anguised look croses her face, and she falls back to the sand ~ lays in the sand, tentative fingers explore her body again, learning the feel of her skin, hips arch up, and fall back, the awakened fire in her body calling to be filled, to be fanned into further life ~ pulls to her knees, a soft sensuality in her movements as she grows in her slavery, she flows in her movements, thighs parting as she kneels, then lays forward, crawling about the pit like a larl, bottom sways and dips as she moves, a soft purr sounds from parted lips ~ moves to His feet, pressing fevered lips to His boots, her body quivering as she presses against His legs, nipples stand in stark relief against white skin, tilting her head back, tears of frustration gather in green eyes as He doesn't react, and she falls backward, palms flat as she pulls into a gorean bow, hips roll in an invitation as old as time ~ lowers back to the furs, a soft sheen covers her as she lays at His feet, hands clenched into little fists as she tosses her head, dark flames twisting into the black pelt, hips rise and fall rapidly as her chest heaves, looking to Him once more, she struggles to slide back to parted thighs ~ cups her hands near her heat, then drag them up her body to her lips, closing the jade eyes, she kisses the unseen fruit with her lips, before bowing her head, and lifting the unseen larma to His reach, the soft body quivers in nervousness as she waits � Master smiles watching her ~ cries out, silently begging Him to take her offering, dragging the fruit back to her, she lowers it to her heat, hips roll gently as a gasp is ripped from swollen lips, once more raising the sweetened fruit to Him, green eyes beg for what only a Master can provide ~la kajira~ � Master stands and pounds his chest proudly |
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