<div class="floatleft">(https://c1.staticflickr.com/3/2452/3901009566_a47b5dbaa3.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Ariel Pierce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=215345.msg10595471#msg10595471)<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Layton/Vixen<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Room 7 - Master Bedroom<br/><strong>When: </strong>Sunday, June 1st, around 8:00pm<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>silk black stockings. (https://img0.etsystatic.com/012/1/5727317/il_570xN.414835590_vm4r.jpg)<br/><hr/>Layton had been a gentleman from the start, that much was obvious. Which helped the awkward teen girl. She had only known most men to be hurried, each one eager to stick their dick in a hole and pound away. Layton was different, and Chastity picked up on this. She blushed when her stockings were removed along with her high heels. A warm tint of blush upon her white cheeks. His hands had roamed over her hairless legs, smooth and supple.<br/><br/>When those expert fingers slid up and cupped the small orbs of her breasts she could only shiver. The man's hands easily dwarfed her pert tits, her little pink nipples erect against the warm flesh of his palms. She bit her bottom lip, not quite sure why she would stop herself from moaning out loud. With women she felt more comfortable, and enjoyed their soft kisses and delicate touches, but here with Layton she felt something more kinkier.<br/><br/>She was easy to lift up, weighing just over a hundred pounds. She slipped onto the soft matress of the bed and rested there. Layton's lips move to her supple neck and kissed it tenderly. This time she allowed herself a small little moan. Her creamy white skin was soft and blemish free, with the only the hint of lavender and rose pedals lingering on the skin from her perfume of choice. His hands were bold and exciting as they gropes and fondled the tight flesh of petite breasts and then traveled south, over her ribs, which were clearly felt on her small frame. Over the toned stomach they went, feeling the heat that radiated from her and then between her legs.<br/><br/>Chastity tensed, feeling the man cup her sex. She wasn't nearly as moist as Layton would have expected, but a hint of her arousal was there. His finger would probe at the puffy outer lips, testing their resolve in hiding her precious tunnel. Eventually, after some coaxing and probing he would find that his finger slipped passed them and sunk ever so gently into her narrow and tight passage. She was warm inside, if not cramped. There was a hint of more wetness that coated the squeezing tunnel.<br/><br/><strong>"Vixen, why don't you start with some oral pleasure?" </strong>she heard him say, her eyes barely open as she looked to the asian beauty. Chastity herself had only given a blow job once, as most men found her braces to be a bit of liability. Still, the girl secretly admitted that she would like to see Vixen go down on the man, to see her lovely lips take him deep.<br/>