<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=61767.msg2796671#msg2796671">Quote from: LittleKitten on 02-03-2010, 17:53:02</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Micheal smiles down at Fatima, his hand sliding lower. "mmm, shaved. I love that" His fingers caress over the shaved mound, finding the clit. "Tell me what you want. I am yours to command"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>When his finger teases over her privy..  Tracing along over her vulva.    It sends a shivering jolt.   Awakening feelings she has never experienced before.   Still thou, the unknown is fearful thing.    Her lack of experience, gives her pause from speaking out as he wishes.   It is not that she is clueless to what will happen.  She knows of such things between a man and woman.     It is the little nuances of this dance that two people join together in blissful coupling that pauses her.<br/><br/>Giving rise to the thoughts that fly into her mind.   'Stick it in....  I want to feel your cock.... Take me now....Stop.'   A myriad of thoughts fly through her mind.    Even to the point of her just staying stop to him.   Then the answer comes to her.   What to command,  even through she knew that it is actually she who is to give whatever  Michael wants.   She offer up a warm sultry smile to Michael then.<br/><br/><em>"If you are mine to command.  Then I command you to show me what you want."</em>She would stay to him.   As she subconsciously has begun to push herself against his hand on her vulva.