Naia purred softly at Spike's hands massaging hr hips.  There was little in the world that could compare with a strong man ministering to her body, unless it was a strong man who loved her with all his heart and knew her skin as intimately as her heart.<br/><br/>With a delighted trill, she ooched over Spike's chest, then careful slid down his body, breasts trailing down chest and hips.  When she liked her position, Naia straightened a bit and embraced her warder's mighty manhood with her cleavage.  Grinning up into his eyes, she deliberately worked her breasts up and down around the thick member while her tongue slipped out over and over to tease th head.  Just as he knew how she liked to be touched, she could read his arousal and know when to tantalize and when to embrace, when to withhold and when to submit.<br/><br/><br/><br/>