As Aisha's taut, soft torso leaned back to float along the water, it was little less than a natural reaction for Tarkus' hand to begin exploring her. Starting at her smooth legs, his hands moved along the inside of her calf, up her thigh, and then tauntingly along the edge of her sex, where her fingers spread her soft petals.<br/><br/>His short nails dragged up her abdomen and flat stomach, and reached to wrap his hands to her breasts. He squeezed the sexy floating orbs in his hands wantingly, and she could feel his cock flex against her and he groped her. His fingers once again toyed with her nipples, before her hands dragged slowly down her body again.<br/><br/>"Even after years, you inspire new questions of our bodies. Such as: how long can one stay afloat while being stimulated?"His fingers slid over her hand, his middle finger slowly gliding over Aisha's stiffened clitoris. His other hand was under the water, supporting her lower back, giving her slight support while his finger maneuvered. His index and third finger helped her spread her petals while his middle finger rolled over her nub.<br/><br/>He pushed off of the seat, to stand on the shallow pool's floor, moving her along the surface of the water only another foot. From there he dipped lower so he could bring her treasured sex to his face. His tongue pressed flat against her clit and flicked up and down. He loved tasting his consort, as whether to climax or merely to higher pleasure, he saw it as a ritual in binding of souls. Plus, her moans made him shiver with delight. A part of him considered it as a practice in harem-building. A consort should ensure that her master is in a constant state of pleasure and sexual contentedness. A harem owner is merely expected to be<em>able</em>to provide such.<br/><br/>He sucked briefly at Aisha's clit, his nails raking up her back slowly under the water, between squeezing her ass or rubbing her thighs.