<div class="floatleft">(http://www.easyimage.us/media/files_thumbnail/user2659/14145v1.jpg)</div>Nudity really did not bother the beauty from the outer realms.    The dress which she partially mocked when she was first presented it.   She has grown accustom to its design and capabilities.    In reality the dress fit her personality.   A personality that already was beginning to shift and change the mere time she has been in this demon realm.    Corrupting her psyche and twisting it.    Yet her core essence is the same her spirit that makes who and what she is and about is still within.   Nevertheless the dress opens as her stride into the world causes the shift of the dress material.  It is as if itself is alive and moves  to reveal its charge to the inhabitants of the world.<br/><br/>Following the direction her sister had provided in the information given.   Moved forward with alertness.   Keeping aware for any other inhabitants of this realm.    She already had a plan for if she did run into demons.    One that indeed did take in her account to negotiate and use such diplomacy with  a glib tongue of guile.   A plan that would be presented that would hopefully lure and secure an ally within the realm of demons.<br/><br/>Hours past for the beauty.   An not everything is remembered exactly.   What plants with their fruits are safe to eat.    What had Miraka said.    She would have to call her.     Stopping in a clearing she squat down on her heels with her thighs splayed open.   Her left hand sliding along the inside of her thighs.   Her fingers trace over her wet glistening vulva.    Two of those fingers dip into the pink depths of her sex.   Her thumb cajoles and teases her clitoral hood.   As she begins to masturbate herself.   Her fingers prob and work in and out of her vaginal depths as her thumb moves in a circular motion.     Working herself to peak Wahida falls backwards onto her back.  Her hand and fingers still working diligently in masturbating herself.    Finally is she writhes in adulterous pose on the ground she brings herself to climax and her juices now flow and totally soak  her hand.   As she draws that hand up,  her lower region shivering in ecstasy from her masturbation.   She would draw her fingers to her lips she smear her juices over her lips  Then in hush sensual tone as she is still aroused she call out her sisters name three times.<br/><br/><em>"Miraka."</em><br/><br/>Each time successively getting louder.<br/><br/><em>"Miraka!"</em><br/><br/><em><strong>"Miraka!"</strong></em><br/><br/>As the last time she reached the loudest of the three times in calling for her sister.   She would slide her lush full lips over her soaked fingers and suck on those fingers tasting her own juices.    It gave her a heady feeling a feeling that spoke of power.   It is something she hand not felt before,,  not like now.<br/><br/>