<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0080"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Yakari Aeide</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">The youngest son of the Earl of Eastshire</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/e502d570-9e84-4133-bfed-cd10f89cd1f5_zpsb0fae3ac.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Yakari knew that Amena had faltered once he touched her breast. She was leaning in to his touch, wanting more of it. One of her hands started to move over his naked body. She had done so earlier at the lake, but they had stopped then and Yakari was curious how far she would go this time. And he was surprised to learn that she would go all the way. Her hand found his hard cock and she started to move her hand, while her lips met his and her tongue explored his mouth. Oh damn, that was hard to endure, he was short of a sensation overload.<br/><span style="color: #80FF00"><br/>“What may I do to please my lord...”</span> Yakari was already panting hard of the feel of her slender hand around his dick and her teasing voice was promising for me. He knew that Amena had no idea what may happen, but they had time, a lot of time.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“You could slip out of this dress for a starter...and then you could start to kiss my body, all of my body...Mylady”</span><br/><br/>Yakari swallowed a lump in his throat in anticipation of Amena riding him...oh damn, how erotic would that be.</div>