<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FFBFBF">Sintrina Acantha</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #FFBFBF">Queen Sintrina</span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://obraz-women.ru/sites/default/files/shutterstock_82491346-1.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>Sintrina raised a finely shaped brow at Deanna's suggestion, giving in some thought. A wicked smirk appeared on her face,<span style="color: #FFBFBF">"Alright Deanna...where would you like to go?"</span>she asked, her voice silky as she reached out to tuck some hair behind Deanna's ear. She let her fingers trail down Deanna's neck, stopping at the collar of her top.<br/><br/>Sintrina found Deanna attractive, but she had never considered before to engage with her in any sort of sexual manner. Now, however, that the idea was on the table--it sounded quite delicious. It would be interesting to see what ways she could make Deanna cum...and in what ways Deanna might make her. Sintrina bent down, grasping Deanna by the back of the neck. Her lips met hers and pulled her into a deep kiss. Her tongue briefly danced with Deanna's and then she pulled away, delicately licking her lips.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFBFBF">"Yes, I do suppose you can keep me company...." </span>her voice was low and full of lust, promising Deanna a sensual time with her. She decided to no longer give Deanna the option of where they were going.<span style="color: #FFBFBF">"Come, follow me..."</span>with that, Sintrina turned heel walking towards her personal chambers. She shared a bed to sleep in with Mikale, but she had her own person chambers for when she wanted to be entertained by others. She opened the door, walking in. She turned to Deanna, pulling her in and shutting the door with a click of the lock, then an automated lock slipped into place.<br/><br/>She stood in front of Deanna,<span style="color: #FFBFBF">"Strip."</span>It wasn't a question, it was a command and she fully expected Deanna to do so in a quick manner. She wasn't disappointed as Deanna hastily disrobed, a small blush rising in her cheeks. Sintrina moved forward, inspecting Deanna. First she cupped Deanna's breast, noting the weight and feel of them in her hands. Her thumbs grazed lightly over the pert nipples and she felt Deanna tremble. She then took her right hand, letting it glide flat against Deanna's belly, down further still to her center. She cupped Deanna, feeling the warmth radiating from her. She let her thumb stroke Deanna's clit for a brief moment before slipping her two middle fingers into her. She pumped her three times--in, out, in, out, in, out. Satisfied with the tight feeling of Deanna, she slid her hands out of the woman's center bringing her fingers to her lips. She licked them as if she had just finished eating a delicious meal.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFBFBF">"Mm. Deanna--you taste so sweet. Here's what we'll do...I'll let you decide what games we play and who is in charge today. I'm feeling a bit generous, after all..."</span>