<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 voice was suddenly throaty and rough, he felt how his basic instincts asked to rip the clothes of Amena but with nearly inhuman strength he managed to hold himself back and his hands started to untie the dress in the back, but before he started to unlace it, he turned Amena around and his lips kissed the side her neck and then moved slowly deeper, nearly in the same speed as his hands in the back. When his lips caressed the deep valley between her breasts, he had unlaced her so much, that he was able to slip her dress a little bit down, practically pinning Amena's hands at her side with it. It had been by purpose as it made Amena totally helpless and a victim to his kisses. He took a painfully long time to kiss the upper side of her breast, before his lips finally found one nipple, already rock hard by anticipation and lust. He kissed it slowly and thoroughly, before removing his lips from her breasts. His hands took over from his lips and while he fondled her breast, his lips returned to her ear.<br/> <br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“And what would my lady desire to wear once this dress is off her body?”</span><br/> <br/>His lips sealed her mouth before she could answer and it took a long time before Yakari released her mouth for Amena to catch her breath and to answer him. His face was flushed by arousal and need, but Amena was still unable to use her hands, so he had all time of the world to make her horny.</div>