The Place - Kozakura's Room
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				Title: <strong>The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>31-05-2009, 22:35:13</strong>
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				Kozakura's suite is rather decadent, just as the rest of The Place is. It consists of an entry way that opens onto a living room with a small balcony attached, a large bedroom (And closet for her extensive selection of clothing) and a luxurious bathroom with both large tub and shower. <br><br>The entry way was done in white and pale blue tile. Directly to one's right is a small table where her purse usually rests, fresh flowers often resting in the vase there. To the left is a coat closet, currently mostly empty. One small step down onto smooth hardwood floors and one is in the sitting area, a plush chaise at the right, and a large couch on the left, both in light colors. A lovely Persian rug had been laid between them, only a small coffee table hiding part of the pattern. <br><br>The balcony is just large enough for a small round table, chair, and a nice view, the doors opening onto it left open much of the time. The bedroom was to the right of the sitting area, a large bed of light wood at one wall, a dresser to the left of the door, and a large closet next to the bathroom, which is directly across from the door. The linens on the bed are white, another vase of flowers providing a splash of color atop the dresser. The bathroom features a large, oval tub, complete with jets, and a large shower with a small bench built in, done in small blue-green tiles. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>05-06-2009, 02:26:32</strong>
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				Unlocking the door to her suite, Kozakura slips inside and waits for her client to join her. "I don't believe I caught your name? As I'm sure you know, I'm Kozakura." She smiles at him, setting her purse aside and closing the door behind him. <br>"Would you like something to drink?" She steps into the sitting room, gesturing for him to sit where he wanted, while she steps over to the entertainment center. She opens the door beneath the TV, showing a small but well stocked bar.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>05-06-2009, 02:41:12</strong>
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				He followed Kozkura to her room, eyes glued to her sexy backside. I am Robert Kozakura, he said sitting himself in the chair he pointed. He was six feet tall, lithe well build body in his early thirties, black hair and blue eyes. He couldn't help but just look at her as he moved around. "Just a glass of sparkling water", he wanted to be sober tonight enjoy and remember every moment of pleasure with this sexy lady. Such an exotic sexy body remembering that she was just for him tonight, its her job to pleasure him, fulfilling all his wish until he's satiated, his cock started to rise in a rapid fashion.<br><br>"You are looking very lovely tonight, Kozakura, I wonder what you have plan for me tonight", Looking at her he said in a soft tone, "I want to forget everything tonight except for you and the pleasure that you can give me. I wonder if you would be up for that and how do you plan to do that", there was a slight challenging tone in his voice as he wondered over her response.there patiently.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>05-06-2009, 03:08:32</strong>
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				She could feel his eyes against her as she moves, retrieving a glass and a bottle of sparkling water. She pours it for him, stepping around the couch to stand in front of him and offer it. Her every move was graceful, perhaps some form of dance training in her past. She seemed much more ladylike than one would expect, but she smiled at his questions. <br><br>"Well, Robert, I will do all I can to keep you entirely distracted, and help you relax." She smiles and sits on the arm of his chair, the scent of her perfume reaching him. "Tell me, what would you like to do first? We could relax in the tub, go swimming, perhaps you would like me to give you a massage?" She smiles a little, her hand gently brushing over his cheek. "Or I could go slip into something more appealing for you." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>05-06-2009, 03:15:15</strong>
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				He pulled her head down and kissed her long, moaning into her mouth. "Dress into something sexy and naughty for me sweet and then I would love a full body message from you." He took her delicate soft hands and kissed the finger tips one by one, "I want to feel these all over my body, caressing messaging me before we move into other things"<br><br>The though of her sexy figure in a revealing dress, her messaging his every inch of flesh, made him painfully hard and staring in his pants as he waited for her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>05-06-2009, 03:55:55</strong>
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				Is slightly surprised that he pulls her into a kiss so quickly, but if that was what he wanted, she was happy to oblige, lips and tongue gently teasing his own before he pulls back. "That sounds good to me. Just relax, then, I won't be long." She smiles and slips off the chair, heading into the bedroom with a gentle sway to her hips. <br><br>She moves into her closet to change, pulling off the green dress and slipping out of her sandals. For a moment she stands there, looking at the various dresses, before she picks out a crimson dress, leaving her bra behind as she slips it on. Returning to the doorway of the bedroom, she smiles and gestures for him to come join her. Standing framed in the doorway, the snug dress hugging her slender curves, ending at her knees to reveal her pale calves and the equally bright red heels she had slipped into. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>05-06-2009, 04:37:23</strong>
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				He looked at her with lust filled eye, the way that dress is hugging every inch of her and showing those long legs .. so much creamy skin. He gulped. her nipples shown poking through the thin dress.<br><br>He got up watching her and looking at her face gently cupped one of her tits, "lovely", his other hand moves around the dress to cup a firm bare ass cheek .. "how dirty do you let a client go koza .. any limit preference I should know about" .. as he walked past her in the room. "so what should I do now?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>06-06-2009, 03:37:48</strong>
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				Smiles as he looks at her, seeing she had made a good choice of clothing. Shivering a little as he cups first one of her pert breasts, and then slides a hand up the back of her thigh to grip her ass, the simple silk thong she wore allowing him to feel her smooth flesh. <br><br>"I am quite open, though I must say I don't enjoy pain." She slides a hand down his chest, taking his hand and guiding him to the bed. "At least, not much." She smiles a little. "Now, you relax." She starts to unbutton his shirt. "And I will give you a massage as you asked." Sliding the fabric off his shoulders, she gestures to the bed. "Lay on your stomach, please." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>06-06-2009, 04:24:53</strong>
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				Smiling he followed her advice he moved towards th bed. On the way he stopped and slowly took o fhis pant but with his back to her to not let her show and lie down on his stomach as she asked..<br><br>H wondered how wold she liked the&nbsp; ideas to message th front. To feel himself in her handand speicall completion made him so hot.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>06-06-2009, 04:43:22</strong>
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				Let's her eyes look him up and down as he slips off his pants, though she only saw him from behind, and then moves to the bed next to him, slipping off her shoes. She hiked up her dress just a little, allowing her to crawl up onto the bed and then straddle his lower back, not putting her full weight on him.<br><br>"Just let me know if you prefer harder or softer, alright?" She places her hands on his shoulders and starts to knead the muscle there firmly, careful not to pinch, slowly working her way outward over his shoulders, and then lower. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>06-06-2009, 05:21:20</strong>
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				He shivered at the weight of her soft body on him, wondering if she was all naked for him under the dress and soon to be getting him&nbsp; wet with her juice. He made a soft hissing sound as her soft hand started messaging his tensed muscle.<br><br>Under his belly his already hard cock lurched up in pleasure. He almost moaned as he said whispering, "don't know much about messaging, go whatever way you feel I'm likely to enjoy most Kozakura .. I trust the judgment of the expert in this case".
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>06-06-2009, 05:58:00</strong>
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				Smiles at his words, slowly working her fingers down either side of his spine, rubbing and kneading, forcing the muscles to relax. Some places this might hurt a little, but as soon as the muscle gives in and relaxes, he would feel worlds better. <br><br>"Why thank you, it isn't that often I get called an expert." She slides her hands down, a little further, knead, a little further down, and so forth, until she had to scoot back to rub his lower back, her body held up just above his hips as she kneels.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>06-06-2009, 06:26:17</strong>
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				His body tensed a bit wondering how it would feel to have a sexy woman message and knead his buttocks. What he's looking forward to was turning around and how she handled that message.<br><br>He made soft moaning sound as her message relaxes him and a muted sensation of pleasure coarse through her body fueled by the imagination of her on top, in the scantly dress. Was she equally excited by this or not. He can't help but imagine her in same position with just him on his back sheathed in her warm wet tightness. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>06-06-2009, 06:29:15</strong>
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				Kozakura slowly finishes rubbing his back, by trailing her fingertips over the curve of his ass, and then she lifts herself, pushing up to her knees. "Would you like me to massage anywhere else, or are you...relaxed enough?" She smiles faintly, a hint of something sensual in her voice, inviting. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>06-06-2009, 06:33:15</strong>
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				He could hear the sensual naughtiness in her voice and whispered .. "yes I can think of much more message to be needed Koza" .. smiling to himself he started to turn and get on&nbsp; &nbsp;his back, his fat throbbing cock all angry and hard was pointing allmost totally upward, the&nbsp; flaring red cockhead half out of the foreskin.<br><br>He seemed to have lost all shynes in front of this sensual woman, exposing himself live he have never done or imagined before, hoping that this would be worth it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>06-06-2009, 21:04:04</strong>
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				Settles her weight slightly on his thighs after he's rolled over, smiling and sliding a fingertip along his collar bone, and then slowly down his chest. "What would you like for me to do to you, to please you, Robert?" She lifts her free hand, slipping on of the thin straps of her dress off her shoulder, then the other. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>06-06-2009, 21:21:33</strong>
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				He gulped .. looking at your dress coming off showing her shapely nude body to his gaze moaning lightly. "How do you think you can pleasure me most Kozakura ... what would be your choice" .. he manages to pant out .. "not fucking something else" .. and he blushes before he said that, "I want you to have a vibrator inside you while you do whatever you want .. the remote controlled one with the remote with me" .. he breathed deep, "you have those right"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>06-06-2009, 21:54:14</strong>
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				Laughs softly at his comment, more in surprise than anything else, and nods a little, slipping off the bed. "Yes, I do." She stands in front of the bed and lets the dress slip off of her completely. The silk thong she wore beneath was white, turning to reveal the small rhinestone affixed to the center just above the cleft of her ass. <br><br>She moves to the dresser and opens a small drawer, pulling out the sort of vibrator he had requested, and then returns to him, this time slipping her panties off before climbing over him. She was completely smooth, every part of her waxed, which shows quite clearly as she straddles his thighs again and slides the vibrator into his hand. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>06-06-2009, 22:08:38</strong>
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				He moans looking at the shameless way she displayed her smooth waxed pussy. "mmm .. you look .. ahh .. you look soo sexy". He grabs the vibrator with a had shaking from excitement .. saying, "I hope you are wet enough, he turned the vibrator on and moved the tapered tip along her tight pussy lips several times up and down hitting intentionally on her clit while watching her face." The vibe was on the thicker side and she was quite tight but she didn't had any problem as he starts to feed it into her tight hole inch after inch until just the base is outside held tight by her pussy muscle.<br><br>He looked at the control happy that it had so many options and he started it in the lowest setting that just send a low normal vibe ... "why don't you start whatever you planned." he said smiling to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>07-06-2009, 01:37:24</strong>
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				Smiles at him as he speaks, holding herself above him so that he could press the vibrator against her. She was clearly aroused enough, shuddering a little as he rubbed it against slit, brushing against the tiny nub of her clit, her eyes closing halfway. As he slides it into her she takes a deep breath, eyes closing briefly before she opens them to look at him, smiling as he invites her to continue. <br><br><br>"Alright...let me know if you want me to do anything differently." She smiles and slips down his body slowly, careful not to jerk against the cord of the vibrator. Placing her hands on his chest, she slowly leans over and slides them down his body as she slowly licks from the base of his throbbing shaft to the tip. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>07-06-2009, 01:43:35</strong>
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				He moans watching her exotic face between his legs, moaning at the feel of her soft tongue on him. "mmm .. go ahead just suck me good while I play with your pussy" ... he laughs softly at the joke.<br><br>He looked at the control, there's so many speed and option and it would be fun. For a test he pushed it to vibrate at the top speed just for a very short while and then back to the low setting. Watching her sucking passionately at his cock he had to agree that he had made the good choice and as she sucked her he played with the remote, experimenting wildly shocking her most of the time and also learning how the different setting affected her and using that to make her loose her rhythm to see how much she can take.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>07-06-2009, 01:57:29</strong>
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				Kozakura gasps as he turns the speed on the vibrator up, her fingers pressing into his chest for a moment before relaxing slightly. She moves her fingers to the base of his shaft, wrapping around it and slipping the head of his cock into her mouth, starting to suckle as he torments her with the vibrator. <br><br>She inhales sharply each time he changes the speed, shivering a little as she slides more of him into her mouth, then pulls back up, managing to more or less keep her rhythm. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>07-06-2009, 02:17:41</strong>
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				He whimpers in her mouth as she takes more and more of himself in her mouth. "ahhhh .. you are a good cocksucker Koza .. I wonder how much practice do you have" .. he tried tot a bit dirty wondering how this exotic beauty will take that.<br><br>He started switching the vibrator again. as soon as she seemed to settle on a rhythm, he changed it immediately .. occasionally just switching through them very fast trying to unsettle her and finding that its not just pleasurable to watch it changes her cock sucking too. He loved doing that as she continued to show her oral talent. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>07-06-2009, 02:43:51</strong>
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				She doesn't answer, since she has her mouth full, but she opens her eyes and looks up at him, her dark eyes looking amused briefly. Shivers run through her at the little jolts of pleasure he causes with the vibrator, but due to the constant changes, she couldn't quite get to that point where she could climax. <br><br>Instead she tries to make him, instead, suckling hard on him as she slides her lips up and down, her tongue pressing against his shaft as she does.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>07-06-2009, 04:27:34</strong>
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				He couldn't take it anymore suddenly he pushed the vibrator at the highest setting and grabbed her silly hair and started fucking into it. Watching her sexy lips stretched around his cock the rush of fucking her face making his whole body tighten up in pleasure.<br><br>"ahhhhhh Koza .. can't do it anymore .. I'm going to cream ... take my cum .. taste it ..ohhh swallow my cream" .. he was moaning almost incoherently as suddenly like the release of a floodgate he started cumming in her mouth .. body jerking up to meet his mouth hands painfully gripping her hair.<br><br>"ahhhhh .. Koza that was ....."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>08-06-2009, 00:27:11</strong>
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				Kozakura can't help the sound of surprise as the otherwise mild man grabbed her hair tightly and starts thrusting up into her mouth. She doesn't protest or try to stop him, however, simply letting go of him to brace herself against the bed and letting him finish that way. As he came in her mouth, she swallows quickly. <br><br>His hands in her hair kept her right where she was, her dark eyes opening to look up at him as he starts to relax slowly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>08-06-2009, 00:46:07</strong>
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				He looked at her as he was breathing down. She looked so hot kneeling with his cock between his lips, her lips shining&nbsp; with drops of cum.<br><br>He pulled her by the hair gently and kissed her pushing his tongue inside tasting himself. Ending the kiss he licked at her lips looking at her eyes his hand going downward to cup the vibrator filled pussy. "My sweet whore knows how to suck doesn't she" <br><br>"Tell me since you are the expert what should we do now" .. he smiled.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>08-06-2009, 01:15:28</strong>
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				She slides up his body as he tugs on her hair, then returns his kiss, smiling a little against his lips. "I'm glad you enjoyed it..." She shudders as he cups her sex, the vibrator's setting making her breathing harder despite her effort to stay calm. <br><br>"Mmm...well, that depends on how soon you'll be ready for more." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>08-06-2009, 01:32:56</strong>
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				He chuckled .. "with you rubbing against me like a kitten pretty soon" he grabbed her ass cheeks and opened and closed them knowing the effect of that on her pussy. He also rubbed her against him wiggling him on his lap feeling himself hardening up from the sensation of a soft sexy female body. He was thinking his plan for her, before their session end he will not be the only one satisfied, he planned to hear this exotic lady purr for him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>08-06-2009, 01:40:47</strong>
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				Inhales sharply as he grips her ass, her hip automatically pressing down against his, the vibrator making her moan softly. "That's good, then...should I let the vibrator finish, or did you want to do it yourself?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>08-06-2009, 01:45:51</strong>
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				He spread her ass cheeks and gently started to move a hand down her lower back to the crack and looking at her touched her lil puckered hole .. "finish yourself off with the vibe Koza" he gave her the remote as he slowly start to rub her hole. Taking the finger back up he pushed it in her mouth . ."suck it Koza get it all wet and sloppy for me .. you know why don't you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>08-06-2009, 01:59:31</strong>
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				She shudders as he touches that ring of muscle, groaning at the sensations caused by the vibrator, and nods a little as she hears him. She slides slowly back down his form, her tongue and lips starting to trail over his shaft again, this time messily, leaving trails of her saliva along his flesh.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>08-06-2009, 02:08:08</strong>
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				"You are getting me ready for some deep anal fuck Koza .. there's no need for that at least for now .. first I want to play with this cute hole a bit see you writhe a bit." .. He pulled her up kissing her again deeply then looking at her eyes .. "ever got rimmed real good Koza .. until you can't stand properly .. because that I&nbsp; plan to try to do ..to make you beg me to stop." He gave you a smile and pushed you on the bed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>08-06-2009, 02:24:14</strong>
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				She blinks as he pulls her up, a little surprised at his words, distracted as he pushes her to the bed. It might have been his promise to make her beg, or maybe she simply had reached that edge due to the vibrator, but as he shifts her to lay on the bed, she gasps and arches sharply. <br><br>Legs tremble as she tenses, her eyes closed tightly as she moans in pleasure, eventually forced to turn off the vibrator to make the stimulation stop. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>08-06-2009, 02:28:34</strong>
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				He knelt between her legs and spread them pushing them back he asked her to hold them and bend his head down ... "thats a cute puckered anus you got Koza .. looks so tight" .. he said in a low undertone dripping with lust.<br><br>Without warning his hands spread the cheeks to the max and he starts to lick right at the pucker, swirling around the whole rim, licking the sensitive nerve at the pucker in an attempt to make her go wild. He even poked the tongue right at the hole trying to wiggle the tip inside. After a while of that tongue loving he kissed her. He gave her puckered hole a wet and sloppy french kiss, saliva drooling inside tongue lashing laving and poking into the tight hole as he held her tight wanting to see her control shatter .. almost making love to her anus with his mouth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>08-06-2009, 02:45:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Pants for breath as he kneels between her legs, bending them and holding them out of the way as he asked. She lets out a surprised sound as he so eagerly starts to lick at that ring of muscle, shivering hard as her fingers dig into her own skin.&nbsp; Whimpering in pleasure, she tries to stay still, her body trembling as he continues to lick her. <br><br>She wasn't used to this sort of stimulation, so it didn't take long before she was moaning out again, and then gasping for breath. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>08-06-2009, 20:08:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He loved hearing her moan and gasp like that as he kept licking sucking at her puckered hold. His fingers joined in on the fun playing with the wet folds of her pussy rubbing along the side and then pushing&nbsp; couple of fingers in.<br><br>His thumb found her clit now throbbing and erect, rubbing it with his thumb as he fingers her pussy.&nbsp; His mouth switched to sucking her clit as without warning his thumb was shoved knuckled deep up her anus and pumping in and out.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>09-06-2009, 02:34:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozakura arches as he presses two of his fingers into her sex, her nails biting into her legs as she holds so tightly to them. It was only a moment longer before she cries out, feeling his thumb pressed into her pucker the last little bit she needed to push her over the edge. <br><br>She tenses and moans loudly in pleasure as she climaxes, her sex clenching around his fingers.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>12-06-2009, 22:15:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her body flushed from pleasure as he licked his fingers wet from her juice smiling at her, "mmm .. you do taste very good Kozakura. It also seems that you loved getting your nice and puckered hole played with Kozakura."<br><br>He raised himself up her body, hard cock rubbing against her body, "Clients asked to fuck that ass a lot Koza? A deep hard ass fuck is that the secret to your satisfaction" .. he said in a lewd whisper.<br><br>[ooc: sorry about the delay here.. not sure how and why I missed the reply :( ]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>13-06-2009, 01:24:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				((It's quite alright! It happens. ))<br><br>She slowly winds down from her peak, looking up at him as he speaks, shivering now and then, still. "Not so often, no...surprisingly..." She breathes, watching him as he rubs up against her, making her shudder a little harder. <br><br>"I'm not sure. You'll have to try it, to find the answer to that question. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>13-06-2009, 02:50:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He caressed her sexy body fondling her generous firm breasts, rubbing her hardened nipples, pinching them then going about to caress her ass cheeks smiling at her<br><br>"mmm .. but I love this butt. I guess I should be happy, the less used the better for me .. tighter, hungrier. I hope to make you cream Koza fucking your tight butt mounting you like a bitch in heat, would you like that?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>13-06-2009, 05:21:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She squirms a little as his hands slide over her body, squeezing and groping here and there. "I'm glad you like it..." She purrs out, her skin still sensitive after her climax, so she was enjoying his touch more than before. "Yes, I'd love you have you fuck my ass." Shifting, rolling over so her back was to him, and lifting herself up onto her hands and knees, looking over her shoulder at him, expectantly. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>13-06-2009, 06:18:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled and knelt behind her and placed the fat knob on her puckered rim and drooled over the hole. "Lets feel you up Koza" and gave a hard thrust. He felt her tight ass ring stretch around his cock knob resisting and then it was in her tight hot flesh. "mmmm .. so tight and hot Koza .. thats one hot ass you got there"<br><br>He couldn't wait for her to get ready and gave another hard thrust grunting as her tight ass clamped around his shaft and knob as it bore inch after inch in her tight flesh until he felt his balls slapping against her pussy. "ahhhhhh .. tight little ass Koza .. can you feel it all, every inch up your ass my bitch"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>14-06-2009, 02:36:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozakura shudders slightly as he placed the head of his cock against her tiny hole, gasping as he shoved forward. She makes a sound of discomfort as he thrusts the rest of the way in, and gasps more loudly, her fingers curling in the covers beneath her. <br><br>Forcing herself to relax as he rests fully inside her, panting a little from the suddenness of the sensation, nodding a little. "Y-yes, I can feel all of you..." She breathes. "So deep inside..." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>14-06-2009, 03:21:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He pushed onto her back making her put her shoulder on the bed her face turned sideways with him looking at his eyes. She presented a very erotic site face down ass up high, asshole stretched arond a fat cock buried balls deep.<br><br>Then he stared pumping, his feet spread wide taking his weight in his hand he pumped her ass, pumped it like she was a bitch in heat, hard and fast and deep. He was moaning and panting loving what her tight anal muscle was doing to him. "ohhhh .. tight tight ass Koza, does it feel good getting your ass pounded don't you just love it? Tell me how good an anal whore are you, do I need to cup your pussy sweet or do you cum from just getting this ass fucked?" .. he smacked lightly on one of her ass cheeks as he kept fucking her ass.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>14-06-2009, 04:14:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She groans as he shifts her to press her shoulder against the bed, looking up at him, her dark hair falling around her shoulders messily. "Ngh...I love having you take my ass...it feels so good." She gasps a little as he slaps her rear, and nods just slightly as he mentions touching her. "Yes, finger me too, please." She moans out, her fingers tightening in the covers.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>14-06-2009, 16:56:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He loved the way she moaned and pushed herself back for more ass fucking, her gasps tightening of her anal passage made himself moan as he fucked her faster. "mmm... lets play with that dripping pussy. I bet you can't wait to cum with a fat cock shoved up your ass" .. he smiled as he rubbed the wet folds of her pussy with his finger and slipped two of them pumping vigorously. He found her clit with his thumb and started rubbing on it. His cock and fingers pumping both are hole fast pushing her towards an orgasm.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>15-06-2009, 00:40:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozakura moans more loudly as his hand joins in, the pressure of his thumb rubbing against her clit making her cry out softly. After only a few more of his hard thrusts, she arches sharply, her body tensing as he pushes her over the edge into an intense peak. <br><br>She shudders hard, moaning in pleasure, her body shuddering with each firm thrust. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>15-06-2009, 03:22:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shuddered as her pussy spasmed into an orgasm but then pushed her anal muscle into the same. He almost came but manged to hold on and fucked her even harder throughout her orgasm making her enjoy it even more.<br><br>After she recovered from the orgasm he pulled his fingers away from her pussy and bend over her wit hands beside her head his weight fully on his hand and legs. He gently bit her shoulder then whispered in her ear. "Now you are gonna show me what a dirty anal whore you are Koza, I'm simply gonna fuck your ass as hard as and as fast as I can and you are gonna orgasm just from that. No pussy pleasure, Just concentrate on the feel of the cock going in and out of your tightest little hole, how slutty you look mounted and fucked like a bitch in heat and I'm sure you can manage."<br><br>He gritted his teeth braced his weight and started fucking as he told her. He kept moaning and grunting as those powerful thrust stretched and rippled her anal muscle making him almost blind with pleasure.&nbsp; His thrusts were so fast that her anal muscles weren't given the chance to loosen up around the cockhead but it forcefully stretched her with every stroke raising new level of friction and pleasure. But he held himself tightly ignoring the feel of his balls tightening determined to make her cum like this and join her. "come on bitch show me how much you like it up your ass, cum for you me you sexy anal whore." he grunted out the obscenities.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>15-06-2009, 05:02:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She moans and would have collapsed, if she had to hold herself up at that moment. Thankfully she was already resting on her shoulder, twisted, against the bed. She listens to him as he speaks, her eyes still closed, a light sheen of sweat glistening over her form. <br><br>She cries out as he thrusts harder, the pounding verging on pain, but still pleasurable. Whimpering now with his thrusts, she gasps as he continues speaking, still talking as he takes her ass. She cries out louder still, her form twisting back to face the bed, allowing her back to arch, groaning out as she climaxes again so soon after the last. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>15-06-2009, 19:38:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				This time when she came he screamed out too. The hard fucking of her ass had made him extra sensitive to the tightness of her ass and the rippling sensation that ran through his cock from her back to back orgasm was too much for him to handle and he felt himself erupt. Gushing jets of cum up her tight anal channel as he held on the her waist with his hand shoved himself as deep as he can by arching his back an thrusting hard. He held himself rigid as he felt himself emptying in her and then collapsed on her back .. "ohhhhh .. that was just unbelievable Koza .. mmm .. nothing like a fucking a sweet anal whore" .. he love d calling her with lewd names not as an insult as an expression of her openness to her sexuality. "and that was some wild anal orgasm, wasn't it" .. he chuckled out of satisfaction as he lay replete on her back.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 02:40:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasps as she feels him shove himself fully into her ass, and then falls over as he lays against her back, her body trembling hard. She manages to recover enough to open her eyes, and smile, looking up at him from the corner as she speaks. "I'm glad you enjoyed it." She breathes out, before continuing to pant to catch her breath.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 02:57:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled .. "oh .. I enjoyed it alright don't worry about that. You do look rather good after a good cum don't you. All flushed and satiated look.", he smiled. So what should we do now .. what fun to have Koza? you should be the one expert in pleasure games here .. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 03:25:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiles a little and shifts, gently pushing him off of her and sliding off the bed. "Now, I think we could both use a bath, and maybe a snack to recuperate, before we go about anything else." She walks into the bathroom and turns on the tap at the tub, adjusting the temperature before she looks back at him. "Bubbles, or no?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 06:56:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as he followed in her wake to the bathroom and smiled .. "well why not bubbles .. but I don't know how restful I would be a bath together with you but yes I do feel rather satisfied right now so maybe I can manage"<br><br>"You know the most fun thing was making you cum twice so quick .. that was so hot hearing you moan and knowing that you loved being taken up the ass so much".
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 04:15:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Laughs softly, turning on the jets in the tub, turning it into a jacuzzi, before laying out some towels for them. "Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it. I certainly did." She smiles and pins up her hair, then steps into the tub. Thankfully it was big enough for both of them. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>rahatngt</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 04:40:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He joined her in the tub smiling .. "is there any way not to enjoy the pleasure you give Koza, I don't think so". He nestled close to her in the tub not that there was much room to spare with two of them in it. His hand went behind her back and wrapped around her but he couldn't help but find his way to one of her breasts and gently cup it and rub her nipple while he relaxed back himself ... "lets enjoy the soothing water shall we", he smiled closing his eyes.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 05:01:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs softly. "You're flattering me, now." She smiles and leans back, relaxing with a sigh. The only reaction she had to his hand cupping her breast was for her nipple to harden, his touch gentle and lazy enough to be somewhat relaxing. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>25-07-2009, 02:58:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After that night, they parted ways, Kozakura leaving him as satisfied as she could. In the morning she straightened up her room a bit and then heads for the lobby, ready to take on another customer. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 19:17:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				((Continuing Country and Kozakura, in Country's room))<br><br>Kozakura was mildly amused with the confusion Country was suffering from for the moment, but he seemed a quick mind, she thinks he'll get it soon enough. She presses a button for the third floor, and waits, glancing at him as he drinks. "Cold enough?" She asks with a slight cant of her head. "Personally, I've never drank much beer or ale, so I'll have to take your word for how good it is." She smiles and steps off the elevator with him as it stops.<br><br>Leading him a short ways down the hallway, she opens the door with a keycard, stepping in and holding the door open for him. She watches his expressions carefully, trying to gauge his reaction to the room. It was luxurious, but not gaudy, meant more for extreme comfort than show. There was a small foyer, a living room area, a kitchen nook, and of course bedroom and bathroom which he would see soon enough. It was very similar to her room, but she wasn't sure where they'd be spending most of their time.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 00:50:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Kozakura holds the door open I remark “Kozzy, I reckon you're a tad cheeky. You've been having a bit of a go at me.&nbsp; And the ale was beaut, thanks.&nbsp; It cleared some of the grit out.”&nbsp; <br><br>Stepping past her I check out the room.&nbsp; It seems to be set up like a self-contained unit.&nbsp; Comfy … flash but not gaudy.&nbsp; &nbsp;Nothing airy fairy about it.&nbsp; Comfortable looking lounge … a sideboard that might contain an entertainment centre.&nbsp; Everything is neat, spacious, inviting, and restful.&nbsp; I prowl about and discover a kitchen, dining room and a bed room with ensuite.&nbsp; Off the lounge the sliding glass door leads to a balcony with views out to the sea.<br><br>This is a regular flat.&nbsp; I open the cabinet and sure enough, there sits a sound system.&nbsp; I fumble about for the on/off button and fortuitously manage to find it.&nbsp; The soft strains of Pachabels Canon fill the room.&nbsp; &nbsp;<em>Nice, wonder what that music is?</em>&nbsp; In the kitchen, when I open a cabinet I discover row upon row of red wine.&nbsp; Wines from around the globe.&nbsp; Every country seems to be represented including Australia.&nbsp; I recognize the Barrossa, Clare, Hunter Valley, and the Rutherglen amongst the collection.&nbsp; Another cabinet reveals a massive walk in fridge.&nbsp; This is filled with beer, white wines, and bubbly, all chilled to perfection, and like the reds they seems to have replicated all the wines regions.&nbsp; <br><br>I lift my eyebrows and let a slight grin settle on my face. “Well Kozzy, this is pretty flash.&nbsp; I wasn't expecting a self contained flat.&nbsp; But then, I've the impression that the realities of The Place and my expectations are all a bit skewiff.”&nbsp; &nbsp;I've even been provided with my own kitchen.&nbsp; What other surprises do you in store for me?”<br><br>I'm going to grab a shower.&nbsp; Would you like me to fix you up with a drink or do you want to meet up later down at the bar?”<br><br>“Based on my first squiz at stuff in this flat, if ale and beer aren't to your taste, I'm sure we can find what is.&nbsp; What would you like?&nbsp; Some bubbly, white wine or a red.&nbsp; An aperitif?&nbsp; There's some plonk from down under that I reckon would be worth a go.”&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 01:25:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs a bit at the way he shortens her name, closing the door behind him and setting her bag on the table in the hall. She walks into the front room, smiling as he gets acquainted with the luxuries provided. "Well, it wasn't my idea, you know. I think you'll have to blame that on whoever sent you here." She replies when he says she had been teasing. <br><br>"There are plenty of surprises left, I'm sure." She smiles, "I should really change, my room is just down the hall to the right from here. I can change and meet you for a drink, or dinner. Or both, depending on how thirsty you are. Or we could have dinner sent up here, if you prefer." She gives him several options as she moves back to the door, slipping her bag onto her shoulder. <br><br>"How long should I give you? I don't want to rush you." She says as she stands near the door. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 04:32:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I continue to explore as I mull over the options.&nbsp; Dinner sounds rather nice.&nbsp; I open the door of what appears to be a walk-in robe.<br><br>"Hey Kozzy!&nbsp; What's all this?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 04:40:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She pauses at the door, and moves back into the rooms, finding him and glancing into the wardrobe. "Ah, clothes, in case you have need of anything." She smiles and looks at him. "If you wanted to dress for dinner, for instance." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 04:46:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well yeah that's fine, but what about all this other stuff?&nbsp; There's these inflated balls, this narrow, hip high table, bottles, candles.&nbsp; There seems to be more boxes in behind.&nbsp; What's all this stuff about?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 04:59:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles a little as she looks lower, at the variety of toys. "Well, those are toys and such. For whatever you could imagine." She winks at him, in a very un-sisterly way. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 05:35:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She had said there would be plenty of surprises, and she wasn’t wrong.&nbsp; The contents of this space certainly fit that bill but led to the question "where there more?"&nbsp; <em>Toys and such for whatever I can imagine ….<br></em><br>Could she really be on the “Game?”&nbsp; That last look and the wink that she had given me gave rise to all kinds of possibilities.&nbsp; That wink promised much.&nbsp; And she had a handle on the contents of the wardrobe.&nbsp; <br><br>Taking a punt, I turn to her, take her in my arms, grab a handful of hair, tip her head back and kiss her gently then with passion before releasing her and quickly stepping back.&nbsp; For all I know, she might be an expert in kung fu.&nbsp; I might be on the point of losing my testicles.<br><br>That white dress now displays a patina of dust, but of more interest is how she will respond.&nbsp; Do I need to prepare to cut and run?&nbsp; She said that she had been assigned to keep me company.&nbsp; Just what did that mean? Hopefully that stolen kiss will provide an answer.<br><br>“Let’s get together for tea.&nbsp; Can I meet you at the bar in 40 minutes.&nbsp; Will that give you sufficient time?&nbsp; Are there any rules on dress?&nbsp; What’s the grub like here anyway?&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>But then, if you’ve been assigned to “entertain” me, does that include cooking?&nbsp; Naw, lets enjoy ourselves and have the "resort" do their best for us.&nbsp; Does that suit you?" <br><br>While I gabble on, I keep a wary eye on her, waiting for a reaction.<br><br>"Perhaps, an hour would be more appropriate?"&nbsp; With an hour in hand, I will have ample time to explore the contents of this wardrobe and examine these 'toys'.&nbsp; Then, if my current premise is correct, I can let my imagination put her and the 'toys' together.&nbsp; &nbsp;While my actual experience may be limited, Affram and I had had access to a fantastic selection of books as various noodlers had visited and left their books with us.&nbsp; <br><br>Imagination might just now be on the point of satisfaction.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 01:51:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles, amused, as he processes what she had said. A bit surprised as he wraps an arm around her and kisses her, mussing her updo with the grip in her hair. Yet she didn't seem to mind. In fact after missing a beat from surprise, she returned the kiss, only to have hip step back nervously. <br><br>No complaint was made to the dust on her dress, simply smiling a little at his mass of questions. She would have answered them in turn, except he switches them so quickly she ends up waiting till he's finished to respond, still smiling. "An hour will be fine. And the food is excellent, so we can meet in the bar and then move on to dinner if you'd like. There aren't really dress codes, so whatever you feel comfortable in, I'll dress somewhere in between formal and casual." <br><br>She leans in and places a soft kiss to his cheek, perhaps to reassure him, before turning and heading out of the bedroom and then in turn out of the door. She'd head to her room and get cleaned up and dressed for dinner. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 02:44:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Struth!&nbsp; You could knock me over with a feather when she kissed me on the cheek.&nbsp; So I reckon I got an answer to my question.&nbsp; She really is on the ‘game’.&nbsp; And yet, she does everything with class, as if she enjoys my company and it’s not just a job.&nbsp; She must be one hell of an actor.&nbsp; <br><br>Now for a quick squiz through this collection.&nbsp; I drag the padded bench into the room so that I can get at the rest of the stuff stacked in there.&nbsp; &nbsp;This bench is obviously a massage table.&nbsp; Crikey!&nbsp; There’s boxes piled up on every shelf.&nbsp; As I dig through I discover every toy imaginable.&nbsp; There’s dildos of every size and shape, all kinds of rabbits, dolphins, elephants, doubled headed vibrators, cock rings, a butterfly, even remote controlled ones, beads, a Hitachi magic wand, butt plugs, gates of hell (yech that looks painful), clothes pins, a packet of pins and candles of all sizes, colours and aromas.&nbsp; <br><br>Then there’s nipple rings, nipple clamps with weights, a clover clamp (shit that looks lethal), clit clips, chains, hand cuffs, ropes in different sizes and colours, and scarves that snag on the coarse rough skin of my hands.<br><br>On another shelf I find a spreader bar, a box marked Tens, and tucked under the shelf is a Sybian complete with about five attachments of different proportions.<br><br>In another area I find blindfolds, masks, hoods, gas masks, a body bag, gags, ball gags, bits, duct tape, strap-ons again with all sized attachments, some even double, whips, riding crops, even a two metre Aussie stock whip that cracks nicely when I give it a test.<br><br>Leather apparel, feathers, lingerie, latex, plastic wrap, razors, cameras, both still and video, tripods and on hangers there are a nurses uniform, maid’s costume, nun’s habit, priest’s cassock, super woman, batman, robin, superman, but I couldn’t see the invisible man.<br><br>Finally satisfied that I’ve discovered most of the items I hastily strip off and head into the shower.&nbsp; While I give myself a good lathering I contemplate all the items I’ve just uncovered and how they might relate to Kozzy and more interesting, how they relate to me and Kozzy and for whatever I can imagine.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Shower, shave, a quick splash of some smelly stuff from the cabinet, a browse through the togs and I’m ready.&nbsp; Before I leave the room I return to my bags, pick an item out of a pocket and then head to the bar.<br><br>(http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2005/12/18/johnjarratt_narrowweb__300x419,2.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 03:17:51</strong>
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				Kozakura headed back to her room, tossing her dress in the laundry and taking the silver combs from her hair. She slipped out of her bathing suit as well, though that hadn't gotten dusty, throws her hair up in a clip and hops in the shower. Really there wasn't nearly as much to wash off as Country had, but you can't lay out in the sun without sweating some. <br><br>When she was done she put on some perfume, a sensual oriental blend that seemed to fit her, and dressed. She thankfully didn't have to rush since he had given her an hour, and she wondered what fun he was having looking through the stock of toys as she slips on her shoes, a pair of black satin, ankle-strap pumps.<br><br>She brushes out her hair and and does her makeup, nothing fancy as she fully expects it to get smudged later. But she does take the time to put on some mascara and eyeshadow to bring out her eyes. She heads downstairs then, a small black clutch purse under one arm, not holding much more than her room key, but it helped keep track of it as her outfit had no pockets. <br><br>Honestly, there was no room for pockets. She wore a black pencil skirt that falls a bit past her knees, slit a few inches at the back, that hugged the curves of her hips and thighs. The blouse she wore was silk, and a dark red, complimented by the shade of lipstain she wore. It was like this he'd see her next, sitting at the bar waiting for him, having finished dressing a bit early. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 04:41:28</strong>
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				When I step out of the lift I’m surprised to see Kozzy already seated at the bar.&nbsp; I steady-up to observe her.&nbsp; She might well be a company executive; everything about her is elegant, attractive, nothing about her proclaims her to be a tart.&nbsp; She is an enchanting portrait of colour, black to red to black against that honey toned skin.<br><br>As I walk towards her my eyes are drawn to hers and I feel as if I would tumble into them forever.&nbsp; I’m sure I must be grinning like a fool as I approach this intriguing creature that is apparently mine although I’m still unsure of how to proceed.&nbsp; Her soft, spicy perfume evokes images of the tropics, palm trees and moonlight,.<br><br>“Kozzy you look an absolute treat.&nbsp; I reckon I’d have to stand in line to fall in love with you.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>I’m not sure of the rules of this place, but would it be inappropriate if I were to give you something"?&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>08-08-2009, 03:15:59</strong>
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				She had waited to order any drinks, as she wasn't sure what exactly he'd like (she'd have to fix that soon),&nbsp; and she smiled as he walked up to her. Sliding off the stool to lean in and kiss his cheek, she reseated herself once she'd greeted him. "You're flattering me now, Country. Do you really think there's that many after me out here?" <br><br>She tilts her head slightly as he asks his question, looking mildly surprised. "No, it wouldn't be inappropriate." She smiles. "After all, your stay here is about whatever makes you happy." She was completely clueless as to what he might have for her. She was used to gifts, yes, but not after only an hour of knowing someone. "Just as long as you don't feel any obligation, of course." She smiles, and waves a hand at the bartender, who heads over to take their order, then moves away just as quickly to fill it. She lets him choose for the both of them, as she already made her general preferences known earlier. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 02:20:27</strong>
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				I’m so unused to public displays, but these little kisses and the smiles make me feel special, as if they hinted at an intimacy.<br><br>I can’t help but remark on how the bartender responds with alacrity as she calls him over.&nbsp; I reckon she put the hard word on him.&nbsp; I order a bottle of Tim Adam’s Reisling hoping that she likes white wine.&nbsp; If she’s told me of her preferences for drink I’ve been such a muddle headed mullet that I’ve not taken any notice.<br><br>As the bartender scurries off to a large walk-in fridge I ask Kozzy to face away from me.&nbsp; &nbsp;Reaching into my pocket I lift out the necklace, place it around her throat and do up the catch.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; (http://www.cosmopolitanjewellers.com/images/Blue%20Lagoon-400.jpg)<br><br>“No Kozzy, there’s no obligations attached to this.&nbsp; It’s just such a lovely piece and it needs someone to bring out its beauty.&nbsp; I think that you will show it off to perfection.&nbsp; It seem however that I have hired your services, and at some point we will need to resolve exactly what that entails.&nbsp; But not just yet.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 02:42:42</strong>
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				She smiles as she turns around from him, thankful he chose something other than beer or ale...that was her only preference, having not realized how vague she had been. As she turns away from him, she feels him rests something against her neck and fasten it, her hand lifting to touch the necklace and lift it so she could see. <br><br>"Oh, my...this is beautiful, Country. And much too nice for me to accept." She was quite taken with the play of color in the stones, turning it this way and that for a moment before spinning around to face him. "It's too much." She smiles a little. She wouldn't argue with him too much, as she didn't want to offend him, but she hoped he didn't feel as if he needed to give her anything. Granted, she loved gifts, but usually when she received them, it had been after knowing the gentleman for a longer period of time. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 03:15:44</strong>
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				"Perhaps I'm a bit impulsive, but this feels right."<br><br>As she turns back to me, my face lights up in delight.&nbsp; It sits beautifully in her décolletage. "Aah!"&nbsp; It has found a perfect home and definitely draws my eye to the swell of her breasts.&nbsp; "I'll bode no further discussion.&nbsp; It is yours.”<br><br>Taking up our wine glasses, I pass one to Kozzy.&nbsp; “Cheers!&nbsp; To you!"&nbsp; I gently touch our glasses together and sip the delicious, crisp Riesling.<br><br>“Kozzy, you are a mystery to me.&nbsp; First off, ‘The Place’ isn't quite what I was expecting, and you certainly don't fit my preconceived idea of a sex worker.&nbsp; Perhaps I'm a bit naive and lacking in experience.&nbsp; None-the-less, my concept is of a loud, buxom, over-blown female, with pumped up boobs that lounges about in her undies or nighty.&nbsp; Someone who flaunts sex and her sex, and who, perhaps with reason, hates men."<br><br>"None of that applies to you.&nbsp; Where are you from, what is your heritage, how did you come to be here?"&nbsp; <br><br>"Forgive me if I'm overly personal and crossing over a boundary here.&nbsp; Please, don't feel obliged to respond, but I'm very curious about you.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 20:45:04</strong>
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				She looks as if she'll argue for another moment, before smiling and touching her wine glass to his and nodding. "Cheers, then." She sips the wine, after inhaling it's scent briefly. It was one she hadn't tried before, and she found she liked it quite a bit.<br><br>As he spoke again, she sipped and listened intently, blinking a bit at his question. Or perhaps some of the wording. Finally she laughs softly and shrugs with one shoulder. "No, you're not crossing any boundaries." She gestures for him to sit, as she slides back onto a barstool, one foot resting on the lower rung, the other leg somehow managing to cross over that one, despite the snugness of her skirt. <br><br>"I was born in Japan, but only spent a few years there before we moved. I've lived many places, so suffice to say I moved a lot." She smiles, sipping again before thinking. "As for your preconceived ideas...I suppose it depends on what level of price range, and perhaps also their reasons for getting into the business. Frankly, I like men, and I suppose that's half the reason I got started." She smiles wryly, pausing to see if he had any questions, as she took another sip. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>10-08-2009, 00:53:51</strong>
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				Propping a foot up on the bar rail, I watch her as she replies.&nbsp; Everything she does is so graceful.&nbsp; <br><br>She responds to my question so charmingly, so simply, so directly.&nbsp; Yet, do I sense that she has held back, that she isn’t prepared to really talk about herself?&nbsp; Is there a hint of reservation?&nbsp; There is so much about herself that she has not mentioned.&nbsp; <em>Fair enough.&nbsp; I’ll not probe further.</em><br><br>Laughingly I say “Outside of your ‘work’, what are your interests?”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>10-08-2009, 02:11:40</strong>
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				She smiles still, even as he changes the subject. She hadn't minded talking about herself, though it was something she wasn't used to. Not that deeply, anyway. It had certainly caught her off guard, which was rather pleasant, as it was rare that someone did. <br><br>"Oh, I love to read. And to travel." She smiles almost sheepishly, looking at her glass as she swirls the wine in it gently. "I have to admit, I have a taste for the finer things in life, food, drink, clothes, jewelry." She taps the necklace he had put on her as a punctuation, and smiles more widely. "So, anything involving those is enjoyable. Though I do try not to get too carried away." <br><br>She sips her wine again, watching him. "But what about you? What do you like outside of your work?" A slight cant to her head. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>10-08-2009, 04:19:52</strong>
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				<em>Well, she’s given me more insight into herself.&nbsp; Perhaps she isn’t as reticent to talk about herself as I perceived.</em> <br><br>“Me?"&nbsp; I stare at my reflection in the mirror.&nbsp; "In truth, I’ve been a bit of a battler all my life.&nbsp; This is the first time I’ve ever been out of the bush.&nbsp; Take this wine.&nbsp; I’ve read about it, but never tasted it before.&nbsp; And given what I saw stocked in my room, I reckon I’ll take this opportunity to sample some of the other labels as well.&nbsp; I tried some local stuff here, but it was pretty rough, and one of the lads at the plant gave me something but it was spicy.&nbsp; I’m not sure what was in it.”<br><br>Turning back to Kozzy, I say “I guess this line of work might give you the opportunity to travel?&nbsp; Back in Oz, people talk of the benefit of having a transportable trade.&nbsp; Hadn’t quite thought of someone on the ‘game’ fitting into that category, but I’ve not had anything to compare with this situation.” <br><br>“How long do you reckon you’ll continue on the ‘game’?&nbsp; What happens after?&nbsp; Family or permanent jetsetter?&nbsp; In your line of work, are you better off paying for the security of this facility, as compared to working for yourself?”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>11-08-2009, 02:08:13</strong>
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				She smiles and rests the base of her glass on her thigh as she listens to him. "Well, I've not decided what I'll do after, really. I suppose there's only so long I can work in this trade, as you call it." She smiles and shrugs slightly. "Yes, it's better to work in a place like this than on my own, for the most part. Though I have played companion to some gentlemen before, where I would leave and travel with them for a long period of time." <br><br>She smiles and gestures over her shoulder at the dining room. "Care to go get a table and order?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>11-08-2009, 02:29:09</strong>
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				"Yes, let's.&nbsp; I fear if I stayed here much longer, without food to buffer the alcohol, I might get a bit carried away and start behaving a bit indecently."<br><br>As Kozzy passes in front of me, I place my hand on the small of her back and immediately regret my action as the rough palm of my hand snags on the delicate fabric of her blouse.&nbsp; <br><br>I look forward to learning more about this beguiling, intriguing and totally captivating person.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>11-08-2009, 02:40:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs softly and slides off the stool in one fluid motion, taking up the slender clutch purse she had left on the bar, and turning to head into the dining room with him. She enjoyed the brief touch to the small of her back, it showed he was becoming more comfortable with her, and she didn't seem to mind any snagging of the silk. <br><br>A waiter seats them, and offers them leather-bound menus. They had a little bit of everything, as they had to cater to all sorts of clientele. He could get any cut of steak he'd like, lobster, or something as simple as a burger and fries.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>11-08-2009, 03:01:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I pick up the menu, slowly dragging my eyes off this enchanting woman sitting across from me.<br><br>"Crikey!"&nbsp; I try to take in everything on the menu, but for the most part it's all a foreign language to me.&nbsp; &nbsp;Not quite your burger with everything or steak and chips menu choices.<br><br>"I'll have a hard time sorting out everything on this menu.&nbsp; You've said that the grub's real good here.&nbsp; Perhaps I should be a bit adventurous and sample some of the local stuff."<br><br>"Hmm, the 'escalivada' might be interesting for starters, and then for the main perhaps the 'pringa'?"<br><br>"Now for the wine, if we go for a red I'm really torn between the Oliver's Vine dried Cabernet and the Kay Brother's Merlot.&nbsp; &nbsp;Both of these wines come from the Adelaide Hills region of South Australia and both have won medals in international competitions." <br><br>Glancing up at Kozzy I drown in her eyes.&nbsp; Finally I manage to splutter "Is a red suitable for what you want to order?&nbsp; Do you have a preference between Cabs and Merlots?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>11-08-2009, 03:23:36</strong>
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				She laughs and watches him as he looks over the menu, listening as he discusses his choices. Finally she closes her menu and smiles. "Red is fine, I'm going to go with a filet mignon. Boring, perhaps, but it's wonderful here." She smiles and finishes the last bit of the wine she had carried in from the bar. <br><br>"I must admit, you know much more about wines than I do. Personally I only know what I like, and only then by trying it. But, that means I'm open to trying anything."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>11-08-2009, 04:04:09</strong>
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				<br>I feel pretty chuffed as she goes along with my choice of wine although I'm a bit surprised at her choice for tea.&nbsp; Not even a starter, just the mains.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=38192.msg2124131#msg2124131">Quote from: ObsidianRae on 11-08-2009, 03:23:36</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I must admit, you know much more about wines than I do. Personally I only know what I like, and only then by trying it. But, that means I'm open to trying anything."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><em>That sounds like a bit of an offer.&nbsp; That comment could be interpreted to mean a lot of things. </em>&nbsp; I'm tempted to follow up and have a bit of fun, to tease her, but then hesitate.&nbsp; ... But then, so much that she has said has been suggestive.&nbsp; My mind fills with thoughts of her as a companion, for a long period of time, travelling to locations as exotic as this one.&nbsp; The image crumbles as quickly as it had formed in my mind.&nbsp; I can't picture her in an underground caven, surface temps over 50 and not a shower in sight.&nbsp; Could I give up my share of the mine to be with her?&nbsp; <br><br>She makes such a thought so tempting, so compelling and seemingly so easily within reach.&nbsp; But everything about us would be at odds.&nbsp; First up there's the autumn-spring age, her sophistication and my total lack.&nbsp; Still ... the thought is so appealing ... and she is so enticing ....<br><br>Of course it's her job to entertain me.&nbsp; She is indisputably skilled at her trade as an escort.&nbsp; She will know perfectly how to be coquettish and alluring.&nbsp; How to tantalize and tease.&nbsp; Without those skills, combined with her ability to satisfy her clients, she couldn't succeed in her trade and probably wouldn't have passed muster here.<br><br>But it would be fun to respond to those suggestions, if they are suggestions, to tease; also I want to find out more about those 'toys' that I found in my room.&nbsp; <br><br>I decide that for the moment, I'll continue in the vein of the 'last boy scout'.&nbsp; &nbsp;Besides, I really am curious about her.<br><br>"I don't know wines, really, just what I've read."&nbsp; In the bush the choices were pretty limited, usually chateau cardboard, and with our shipment of supplies we only had a slab sent out, which often as not would be VB although sometimes Carleton.&nbsp; <br><br>The wine steward arrives with the wine, and I'm pleased to see that the screw top has already been removed.&nbsp; Hopefully it has had an opportunity to breath.&nbsp; Sampling the red, I smile in delight and allow him to fill both our glasses.&nbsp; A big red with hint on the tip of the tongue and then a long lingering mouth filling finish.&nbsp; <br><br>My starters arrive at almost the same time.&nbsp; "Look at all these vegies.&nbsp; Aren't they flash!&nbsp; Will you share?"<br><br>"My knowledge of wine comes from the books and magazines that were left with us.&nbsp; They provided a broad reference on many topics.&nbsp; Then, we didn't have much else to do besides read.&nbsp; No radio or tele."<br><br>My eyes are constantly dragged between the opal hanging in the opening of her blouse and those alluring, compelling eyes.&nbsp; Taking her hand in mine I run my fingers across the back of it, alternating between soft, gentle strokes with the tips of my fingers to lightly running the tips of my nails across the skin and along the length of her fingers.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;"I reckon men of my age group are a tad curious about women who are on the 'game'.&nbsp; There is much that we don't understand and that intrigue us."&nbsp; <br><br>"What was the impetus for you?&nbsp; You've said that you like men and that that was half the reason you got started, but still it must have been a big step to go from liking men to being available to any man?&nbsp; It would be a big decision to put yourself in a position where you provide sexual services to all comers.&nbsp; Take me for example ... umm please .... hurry...." <br><br>Laughing, "No take me for example.&nbsp; When I showed up I was filthy from working with the bulls, and now, even scrubbed up, I'm still no great catch.&nbsp; Yet, you have been assigned to entertain me.&nbsp; I'm not complaining mind, nor do I want you to flatter my ego.&nbsp; I'm simply trying to present a case in point. <br><br>Besides, there's a lot of things I hope to explore with you."&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>12-08-2009, 03:56:12</strong>
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				Kozakura smiles as she watches him order and then taste the wine as it's brought, and she sips the glass poured for her, nodding her approval. She leaves her hand beneath his as he lightly strokes her soft skin, enjoying the gentle attention. "Sure, I'd love to try some." She samples a bit of his starter, nodding again at the flavors, and then listening to him as she wipes her mouth on her napkin and then tucks it on her lap again. <br><br>"Well, I would say men of all age group are curious." She grins briefly. "And I'm not available to just anyone. I have freedom of choice. Plus, you've seen the price range. The men that come to places such as this are generally more...polite. For lack of a better word." A small smile. "And there are many such establishments, for discerning clients and workers alike." <br><br>She shrugs slightly. "You may not be a movie star, but most aren't. And I find your company most pleasant." She smiles. "The thing is, I enjoy pleasing, making someone happy. I suppose if I had found the right man right away, I would have just married and made him happy. As it is, I do it for clients, for various lengths of time." <br><br>She laughs a bit and takes another sip of her wine. "I suppose that sounds a bit wild, but there you have it. Combine my enjoyment for making someone happy with my enjoyment of fine things, and it seemed the most logical profession."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>12-08-2009, 09:42:32</strong>
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				“Thank-you, Kozzy.&nbsp; I doubt I have ever heard anyone explain so clearly and succinctly why they do what they do.”<br><br>I can’t help but be impressed with how effectively she has answered my questions.&nbsp; She very neatly puts everything into perspective, with a logical and understandable explanation.&nbsp; It is also apparent that she has worked at several other locations in addition to the exclusive arrangements she has had.&nbsp; Well travelled, experienced, and knows what she wants and likes and how to obtain it.&nbsp; And besides that, how chuffed can I be?&nbsp; She likes my company.&nbsp; <br><br>Again, unless I'm reading something into her words that wasn't there, I sense a hint that there is an offer for a longer term arrangement that needs to be considered.&nbsp; And, there is definitely a tease of what she offers, of what lies ahead that titillates my imagination.&nbsp; <br><br>As the waiters clear away the dishes and return with the mains and the new bottle of red, I let my gaze wander around the dining room.&nbsp; We seem to be the only other diners remaining.&nbsp; Staff have gradually drifted off till only those serving us remain.&nbsp; I want to continue stroking that smooth, soft hand but reluctantly release it for a knife and fork to delve into the presentation.&nbsp; While Kozzy may have only ordered a steak, it appears to be unlike any steak I have ever seen before.&nbsp; It didn't have any appearances of having been on a barbie. <br><br>The food is delicious.&nbsp; Apparently 'The Place' sets a high standards across the board.<br><br>My eyes return to hers, attempting to draw answers from them.&nbsp; I take a sip of the new wine, allowing it to sit in my mouth before I draw air across it to savour its body.&nbsp; Delicious!&nbsp; <br><br>“You were aware of the 'toys' in my room.&nbsp; Do the services you offer include all the 'toys'?&nbsp; Do any of them exceed your level of comfort?”&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>13-08-2009, 05:07:41</strong>
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				She smiles as she starts to cut her steak, the six ounce fillet had been wrapped in bacon, which she also cuts into bite-size pieces. She cuts three or four, and then takes the first bite, only to start dressing her baked potato in just the way she liked it, butter, salt, pepper, sour cream. <br><br>"Well, there are some toys I don't care for, overly...mostly, though, I just ask that you avoid anything too painful." She smiles as she tries a bite of the steaming potato, blowing on it a bit first. She watches him for his reactions, hoping she hadn't disappointed him with that comment. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>13-08-2009, 11:10:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I enjoy watching her as she carefully prepares her food before tasting it.&nbsp; Where-as, I just dig in to my meal, spearing out pieces of beef, snag (but a snag that is spiced and quite different from any I’ve ever seen on a barbie) and what could be pork.&nbsp; All so beautifully tender that it literally falls apart.&nbsp; [Later in life I learn that this meal is to be eaten by squashing the meat into fresh bread and dipping everything into the sauce.&nbsp; Real comfort food.]<br><br>“I agree with you on pain.&nbsp; I’m at a bit of a loss to reconcile pain with sexual pleasure so you’ve no worry there.&nbsp; However, regarding those ‘toys’, fair warning, but I’ve no experience with any of them.&nbsp; I’m willing to have a go.”&nbsp; <br><br>Taking a sip of wine I study Kozzy.&nbsp; <br><br>“My imagination has been running riot since I first discovered them, putting you and them together.&nbsp; I must admit that there are some items in that collection that I have no idea what they are.&nbsp; They were just names.&nbsp; I mean one carton was labelled ‘Tens’, and another as ‘Sybian’ with all sizes of dildo’s included.&nbsp; Maybe you’ll do a demo?&nbsp; <br><br>Sorry!&nbsp; Just kidding.” <br><br>I wonder if I should make a move?&nbsp; I would seriously like to.<br><br>“Were you going to have a duff?&nbsp; Coffee?&nbsp; Tea?&nbsp; A sticky?&nbsp; I noticed an excellent Muscat on the wine list that is highly recommended that I think I will try.”&nbsp; <br><br>“Perhaps we could have them on the balcony here or in either of our rooms?”&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>I hope I don’t appear too eager.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 03:28:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles as she listens to him, eating at a relaxed, but steady pace. Finishing all of her steak and vegetables, and most of her baked potato as well. "I'm not sure I'm familiar with all of them, either. But we can figure things out." <br><br>She sips her wine as he asks if she wanted coffee or tea, shaking her head. "Some wine on your balcony would be quite lovely. You can have them bring it to the table or send it to the room, whenever you're ready." She smiles again, and he'd notice just a faint brush against his ankle, the toe of her shoe grazing him and then settling back onto the floor. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 05:16:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I’m a bit surprised to discover that she doesn’t have experience or knowledge about all the ‘toys’.&nbsp; It seemed logical to assume that because she worked here, she would know about them, even if her personal levels of acceptance exclude them.&nbsp; However, her expression of her willingness to experiment gives a bump to my excitement level.<br><br>Then a frisson runs up my back and goose bumps develop as I feel her foot touch the side of my leg, slide along it before being removed.<br><br>Rising to my feet, I extend my hand to Kozzy.&nbsp; “May I invite you to join me in my room?” I laughingly enquire.&nbsp; Perhaps I'm even leering.&nbsp; “We can arrange for some wine or whatever when it suits us.”<br><br>Truly, I want to rush her back to the seclusion of my room, but I wait patiently for her to rise so I can affectionately place my arm around her waist and escort her back to the lift.<br><br>“Back in Oz its not the normal practice to leave a tip, but I’ve discovered that things are different out here.&nbsp; What is the practice at ‘The Place’? <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>16-08-2009, 02:01:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling faintly at his reaction, visible in his features, to her touch, she stands as he invites her to his room. "Of course." She picks up her clutch and walks with him toward the elevator, feeling his arm slip around the curve of her waist. <br><br>"Here it is entirely up to you. You can tip or not, everyone here is paid well enough that, unlike some places, they don't have to depend on their tips to survive." She smiles as they ride the elevator upward, and step off on his floor, her heels silent against the carpeted hallway. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 00:50:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As we stroll along the corridor to my room, I dig out my card and then swipe it.&nbsp; I couldn’t help but remark on the camera I noticed mounted in the lift.&nbsp; I have to presume that cameras are mounted throughout the building; perhaps to ensure the security of the staff, perhaps for the production of ‘amateur’ videos. <br><br>I lead you across the room and out onto the balcony.&nbsp; The balcony is oval, about 3 metres in width and possibly twice as long.&nbsp; There is a railing surrounding it that is hanging with planters full of a variety of flowers, all in bloom.&nbsp; Around the base of the railing, inset lights provide a soft diffuse lighting.&nbsp; The sky is dark, a rich shade of indigo with only the brightest of stars breaking through.&nbsp; A three-quarters moon hangs over the sea creating a pathway of fairy lights across the waves that can be heard softly caressing the shore far below us.&nbsp; The perfume from many flowers blends with the heady, exotic fragrance of your perfume<br><br>I turn you in my arms, one hand going around you to caress your back.&nbsp; I feel myself caught in the thrall of sexual excitement.&nbsp; I cradle your chin in my other hand, raising your lips to mine, moving my fingers along the line of your jaw and around to enclose the curve of your neck.&nbsp; Gently I brush my lips across yours and feather a kiss along the line of your jaw, all the while, cursing the roughness of my hands snagging the material of your blouse rather than smoothly caressing your back.&nbsp; Cradling your head I press my lips to yours, probing for entrance with my tongue.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 12:03:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozakura smiles as she enters Country's suite and then follows him to the balcony, breathing in the night air, the scent of the sea distant, but there. The entire scene of the balcony was fit for any two lovers, and she turns easily in his arms as he slides a hand around her back. <br><br>Again, she doesn't mind the slight snagging of his hand along her blouse, her head tilting with the touch of his other hand on her chin. Dark onyx eyes close as he kisses her jaw, a faint smile tugging at her lips, before feeling his own touch hers. She enjoys the feel of his hand at the back of her neck, guiding her into his kiss, her lips soft and warm. Letting them part for him, she feels and tastes his tongue, the lingering wine there, as she returns his kiss, her arms sliding up his chest to rest on his shoulders lightly. <br><br>She let him set the pace, clearly in no hurry herself, though not for lack of eagerness. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 12:09:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I hold the kiss for a long time, exploring and tasting your moistness.&nbsp; Erotic images of you and I flicker through my mind.&nbsp; &nbsp;Half formed images that had flared during the dinner now stream through my mind.&nbsp; I see you sprawled across my lap, moaning and crooning as I stroke you.&nbsp; Then a second later, I see you kneeling before me, on this very balcony, taking my erect penis into your mouth.&nbsp; My fingers clasping your head as I thrust, seeking the back of your throat.&nbsp; This vision melts away to be replaced by one of you leaning over a bed somewhere, possibly the one in my room, while I caress your naked buttocks.&nbsp; I tease you; play with you, dipping my fingers into your slit from behind then drawing them up and back to fondle your pouting anus.<br><br>These images are so real and vivid that my body can’t help but react to them.&nbsp; I rub myself against you and sink my hands to your bottom, moulding your cheeks through the skirt, pressing you to me before I break the kiss.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 12:20:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozakura clearly enjoys the kiss, her breath quickening just slightly as it draws out. She perhaps didn't have any images of fantasies or expectations, instead more curious for what he would do next than expectant. <br><br>As his hands slide down to her rear, gripping and pulling her close, a shiver runs down her spine. She pushes herself more firmly against him, even as he breaks the kiss, and then smiles up at him, her fingers gently brushing against the nape of his neck. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 12:38:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cradling your head into my shoulder, I whisper, “Kozzy!&nbsp; You are beautiful.&nbsp; Desirable.&nbsp; Arousing.&nbsp; All evening you have been inflaming me. Arousing me.&nbsp; Now I want to pleasure you in order to pleasure myself.”<br><br>Taking your clutch from your hand I let it drop.&nbsp; I turn you towards the ocean and step behind you; my mouth brushing your neck, my breath ruffling the fronds of your hair at the nape.&nbsp; “Woman,” I growl softly into your ear, “I need you so much.”&nbsp; I move my hands from your waist where I have held you, one sliding up to cup your breast, the other going downwards.&nbsp; Suddenly there are too many layers of clothing between us.&nbsp; <br><br>Taking my hands from your body I deftly undo the row of buttons down the front of your blouse, then undo the cuffs and peel the blouse from your body dropping it to the tiles beneath us.&nbsp; Next I loosen the button at the back of your skirt, lower the zipper and allow the skirt to slip away down your legs to join your blouse in a jumble of colour beneath you.<br><br>With one hand around your waist I drape you forward against the railing.&nbsp; “Be still my pet!”&nbsp; I lay my hand against the flat of your back and lightly hold you there, prone across the railing.<br><br>I step back and study your bottom, then after a short pause I pluck gently at your knickers, easing the fine slippery fabric slowly downward.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 04:04:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozakura shivers at his words, smiling as her efforts had had the desired effect, bringing him to a slow boil that was now about to overflow. Still, she was pleasantly surprised as he turns her, dropping her purse to the floor and then inhaling sharply as his hands slide both up and down, then decide that touch wasn't adequate. <br><br>As he undoes her blouse so easily and slips it off, he'd find a fine black lace bra, and then the matching thong as he unzips the tight fitting skirt and pushes it over the swell of her hips. She steps out of the skirt, careful not to trip on it with her heels, as he gently pushes her to lean forward against the rail of the balcony. <br><br>All this happened so quickly, she was almost shocked, having not expected him to come out of his shell quite so quickly. But as he slides the soft thong down over her hips, she thinks it was quite a nice surprise. The dip of her spine shows as she arches just slightly, craning her head to look back at him as he reveals first the tight rose of her anus and then the folds of her sex, all of which aside from a narrow vertical strip over her mound had been waxed. She preferred this for both visual and tactile reasons, as it seemed to her to make her more sensitive to touch. <br><br>She would let him slide the panties downward, and if he pushed them far enough, she would step out of them, only to spread her feet slightly, the heels she wore giving her hips such an angle as to offer him an exceptional view. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 05:58:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I sense that you are looking back over your shoulder, following my actions with your eyes, and I grin in delight as you arch your back and poke your bottom towards me.<br><br>As I kneel behind you, I lift each foot in turn; slip your knickers over your pumps, and replace your feet on the tiles on either side of my knees.&nbsp; I slide my hands up your calves, behind your knees, over your thighs and buttocks to stroke your waist and hips.&nbsp; <br><br>My face is just inches from your exposed vulva; from this position it would appear that all your body hair has been removed.&nbsp; &nbsp;I’m sure that you can feel the cool breeze of my breath teasing your bottom.&nbsp; <br><br>I breathe deeply to inhale your scent, to draw in your glorious female odour.&nbsp; The warm evening breeze caresses your body and brushes over your curves while I savour your perfume.&nbsp; I study the intimate details of the engorged folds of your sex so beautifully presented to my gaze.&nbsp; The delicate pouting folds of the inner lips, their edges lightly tinted, a hint of soft pink gleaming damply between, the clitoral bud just peaking from beneath its hood.<br><br>I extend the point of my tongue and dance it lightly along the edge of your lips to taste you.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 12:32:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She returns her feet to the ground where he gently guides them, and then shivers as she feels his hands run up along her legs. There was strength hidden beneath the softness of them, perhaps from dancing, nothing too obvious but still there. <br><br>Closing her eyes as she feels his breath grow nearer, she inhales sharply as he first tastes of her, her smooth skin hot from her obvious arousal. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>20-08-2009, 01:23:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I flick the tip of my tongue across your delicately pouting rosebud, and trail wet kisses&nbsp; mixed with small soft bites up over your cheeks, back and forth across your back, and along your spine, till I am fully erect, pressing into your buttocks.&nbsp; My hands have followed, stroking, over your hips, your waist and your back till I reach your bra.&nbsp; Quickly undoing the snaps, I slip the straps over your shoulders, leaving the black, gossamer, lacy garment dangling from your arms.&nbsp; <br><br>My hands slip around your body to cup your breasts, moulding, kneading those soft, yet firm globes.&nbsp; My thumbs seek out your erect nipples, capturing them against the palms of my hands to roll and squeeze them before releasing them to again capture them between my fingers, stretching them away from your body as my hands close firmly over your breasts.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>20-08-2009, 02:42:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shuddering as he slides his tongue over her, she gasps softly as he bites, the small nips making her shiver harder. Faint marks from his teeth slowly fade as he moves up the curve of her back, feeling his hardness press against her as his fingers undo her bra. <br><br>Her pert breasts were a handful but not excessive, nipples hardening quickly as he gropes and kneads them. She leans heavily against the railing, letting out a quiet, pleased sound as he pinches and tugs at the little nubs, her bra still dangling from her arms, ignored. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>20-08-2009, 04:13:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Releasing those taut, hard nipples, I retrace the path of my hands and mouth over your back, your sides, to your buttocks; caressing, nibbling, sucking, biting, scratching, and pinching your flesh until my face is once again poised inches away from your sex.<br><br>I bring my hands around the curves of your hips and slide them down over your firm thighs then back up the inside, bringing my thumbs between and then up so that they rest on either side of your anus.&nbsp; I start a slow, soft, circular stroking with one and then mirror the attention with the other.&nbsp; Both thumbs stroking along the inside of your thighs, over the cheeks, up towards your anus and back down and around.&nbsp; Slowly.&nbsp; Softly.&nbsp; Over and over while I observe the effect on your vulva.<br><br>“You are so beautiful.” Bring my thumbs together I slide them forwards, pressing them into the soft, damp folds of your flesh and spreading them outwards again, parting your lobes like a ripe peach, stretching wide the entrances to your body. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>20-08-2009, 04:24:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Each exploring touch he made was another small tease, her breath shallower now as he slides his hands up and down around her rear and thighs. Her sex eventually glistens with her arousal from his attention, even though he's barely touched it, flushing slightly with his compliment as he spreads her folds. <br><br>The pinkness he revealed was tight, clearly she took steps to stay in shape all over, not just where it readily showed. She shivers as his fingers dig into the pert curve of her rear, feeling the night breeze brush against her most intimate places as he studies her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>20-08-2009, 04:42:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp; <br>I revel in the sight and smell of your arousal.&nbsp; In truth, I am so aroused by your response; it is so stimulating, so erotic that I find it difficult to control my emotions.&nbsp; The pressure within my groin is becoming an ache, my penis seems to be throbbing.&nbsp; <br><br>The inner surfaces of your labia glisten with the moisture seeping from your now spread vagina.&nbsp; The lips are distended and your clitoris is fully exposed as the cap has swollen and withdrawn.&nbsp; I extend the point of my tongue and caress the opening of your vagina, savouring your flavour, drawing your moisture into my mouth.&nbsp; I return the tip of my tongue to your labia, running it along the crenulated edges, back and forth, from side to side; savouring the heat, their suppleness, their softness, their taste.<br><br>I bring the point of my tongue into contact with your clitoris, then slowly, lightly draw the surface over this hard nub and quickly return to circle your vagina allowing the tip of my tongue to lap the inner surface. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 01:32:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The feel of his tongue, playing gently over her folds and then briefly touching her clit, made her gasp sharply. He was quickly building her arousal to the point that she too ached, a hard shiver running down her spine as he continues to taste her. <br><br>She grips the railing of the balcony more tightly, her knuckles turning white briefly, making the effort to stay still and not rush him. Her breath was more shallow now, though still even, not quite panting. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 03:29:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I can feel and hear your responses building, inflaming my own desire, as my tongue flicks, licks, presses, caresses, and explores your fanny, your labia, your vagina and your clitoris.&nbsp; I flick the tip of my tongue lightly over your clitoris applying more and more pressure against it, until I am pressing it firmly against your pelvis.<br><br>Releasing you, I rise behind you, my hands and mouth again exploring your body.&nbsp; I rake my nails over the cheeks of your buttocks, along your waist, across your stomach and over your rib cage till I am once again enclosing your breasts in my hands, your nipples stabbing into the palms.&nbsp; I have never been a fan of big breasts, and have always found breast enhancements to be gross, so it is a turn-on that yours fulfil my dream of perfection.<br><br>Giving full attention to one nipple, my other hands stokes down over your flat stomach, along a slight strip of pubic hair that seems to guide me to my target, and dives between your thighs; my finger floats lightly over your clitoris.<br><br>Lifting you upright, I turn you in my arms, stroking and caressing your back as my lips trail kisses over your face till I find your lips.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 04:03:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The feel of his tongue and fingers finally drags a slow, quiet moan from Kozakura's lips, missing the touch immediately as he pulls away to stand up. Only to have his nails slide over her, leaving trails that fade quickly, making her shiver in pleasure. <br><br>She leans back slightly, arched against his hands as he cups her breasts, pushing them more fully into his grip. As his hand slides lower, past her navel to brush lightly over the swollen nub of her clit, she whimpers faintly. <br><br>Turning in his arms, she finally drops the bit of lace that was her bra to the floor, her breath heavy as he kisses over her face. Her lips meet his eagerly, parted to let her tongue flicker over his own, firm and eager but not overly forceful.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 05:15:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A soft sigh escapes my lips as yours part to meet mine, our tongues twisting and twining as they play.&nbsp; My hands dig firmly into your back as I run them now down, then up, then across.<br><br>Finally breaking the kiss I lower my lips to nuzzle your neck as I scoop you into my arms and carry you to the massage table.&nbsp; Lowering you onto the surface, I gaze with open admiration at the sensual beauty portrayed before me.&nbsp; &nbsp;Your firm rose tipped breasts, your taut stomach, that line of bush directing my gaze to your sex, your firm thighs and calves; everything would point to an athlete, like a finely tuned and trained filly; someone who is proud of their body.<br><br>I trail a finger along your leg and circle it over your stomach approaching then withdrawing from your sex.&nbsp; “Kozzy, I have never met anyone like you.&nbsp; You are indescribably beautiful, erotic.&nbsp; I have never desired anyone as much as I desire you.&nbsp; I want so much to pleasure you, to enjoy your body.”<br><br>Kissing you quickly, I laughingly say, “Don’t go away – I want to explore some of those ‘toys’ – as you said, ‘we could figure some of them out.’&nbsp; I’ll be right back."<br><br>Hurriedly I throw off my clothes and hasten to the wardrobe, my erect penis wobbling about before me in response to my movements.&nbsp; Returning repeatedly to you to kiss and caress you, I pick up several aromatic candles and place them about the room lighting them as I proceed.&nbsp; Then I bring out a handful of scarves, and a blindfold.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 05:30:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozakura enjoys the kiss, her form pressed up against his as he pulls her closer. She smiles as he lifts her, a little surprised at how easily he carried her into the bedroom to set her on the table. <br><br>She lays back, watching him as he studies her again, now with more light to do so. She nearly blushes at his words, smiling as he kisses her and then heads off to the closet. "I wouldn't even think of leaving." She calls after him, watching him, propped up on one elbow, as he takes off his clothes and then is gone. <br><br>A moment later he returns, setting out candles and some deep red silk scarves. "An interesting choice." She smiles at him when he returns to her the last time. "I'm quite eager to let you enjoy me, as I enjoy you." Her dark eyes twinkle a little with mischief, even through the haze of arousal. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 05:37:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“So my love, time for some fun?”&nbsp; <br><br>Returning to the wardrobe I bring out the bottle of massage oil.&nbsp; Kissing you lightly on the lips, I trail my lips over your chin, around your neck, down over your breast to your nipple.&nbsp; Flicking it quickly with my tongue I draw it into my mouth, closing my lips over it, and then close my teeth against the inside of my lips, gently compressing your nipple.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 23:30:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles as he returns, and returns the gentle kiss. Her chin lifts as he trails kisses down her throat, shivering a little and briefly closing her eyes. "Yes...I want to make all your fantasies as true as possible, Country." A light shudder as he nibbles against the stiffened nub of her nipple. <br><br>"So don't be afraid to tell me what you want me to do." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>22-08-2009, 06:16:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Little does she know that I’m making it up as I go along, and really don’t have a game plan.&nbsp; Best bet will be to appear confident.&nbsp; <br></em><br><br>Quickly releasing the nipple I give its mate the same short, sharp, gentle attention.<br><br>“Kozzy, this is my shout!&nbsp; Don’t you fret!&nbsp; We’ve just started to explore things and you can be sure that I’ll not be backwards about coming forwards. ”<br><br>I can’t help but wonder what she thinks of my bush tan.&nbsp; While my face, neck, hands and arms are burnt black by the sun, the rest of me never sees the light of day.&nbsp; “Whacha reckon Kozzy?&nbsp; Do you like my tan?” With a big silly grin I do a pirouette for her, then head off to fossick around in the kitchen nook.&nbsp; Finally, I locate a container and fill it with hot water.&nbsp; <br><br><em>Poor Kozzy</em>, I think, <em>Laying there waiting for me; no doubt wondering what in hell I’m up to.&nbsp; I wonder if anticipation plays a part in her arousal, or if she’s just bored waiting for me to get on with it?&nbsp; </em><br><br>With the bottle of massage oil sitting in the jug of hot water I at last return.&nbsp; Hoping that she hasn’t hopped down off the table and gone walk-about looking for a book or a Sudoku puzzle or something.&nbsp; <br><br>Setting the jug on the floor, I give her a big, wet, sloppy kiss on her tummy, and then, curious to see if she is ticklish I blow raspberrys along the line between her hip and tummy.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 00:40:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozakura shudders again at the attention he pays to her other nipple, and then listens as he speaks. His shout? She wasn't sure what that one meant. She was pondering the meaning for only a moment, before he did a little turn, and she laughs. "I think it proves you're a hard worker." She had seen such farmers tans before, and while it may not be what most people desire, there was a certain charm to it. <br><br>She was left to wonder at him, as he heads out to fetch hot water, finding the kitchen easy to navigate. She waited patiently, curiously. She wasn't sure what, exactly, he had in mind. But she was certainly ready to try whatever he comes up with. She smiles brightly as he returns, the massage oil at least giving her some idea of what he plans. <br><br>As he kisses her stomach, and then blows raspberries, she dissolves into laughter, squirming and, for a moment, losing the normal lady-like composure she has. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 01:27:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I can’t help but giggle with delight as she erupts in laughter, squirming and wiggling from my attention.&nbsp; Crouching down on my heels, I lay my head across her stomach, looking up over her beautiful breasts watching her face as she regains her composure.<br><br>&nbsp;“Ok my love, time to get serious.”&nbsp; Blowing more raspberries across her tummy, I move to her feet. <br><br>“Off with the shoes!” <br><br>Lifting her foot, I slip off a shoe, and raise her foot to my mouth to run my tongue across the sole of her foot, being cautious not to catch a flying foot in the mouth if there is a big reaction.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 01:52:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gradually calms after he stops tickling her, watching him as he speaks, and then giggling more as he places a few more raspberries on her stomach before his hand slides to her slender ankle. The buckle was easy enough to undo, removing the ankle strap and slipping off the expensive feeling leather. <br><br>As he slides his tongue along the arch of her foot, she giggled again and instinctively tried to jerk her foot away, up toward her chest. "Now...Country...you're not playing fair!" She says breathlessly, though offers her other foot for him to remove that shoe as well. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 06:08:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Not playing fair?</em>&nbsp; <br><br>I raise my head and look along the line of her taut leg, to her thighs,over her pouting labia, across the flat plane of her stomach, to her breasts and finally up to her eyes.&nbsp; “Not playing fair, my dear, beautiful woman.&nbsp; I have just begun to play.”&nbsp; Kissing her foot I replace it on the bench.<br><br><em>Well, at least I hadn’t lost any teeth, though I had certainly felt the reflexive tightening of the leg as my tongue dragged across the surface of her sole.</em>&nbsp; So to the other foot to slip that shoe off.<br><br>She no doubt will be expecting me to repeat the same attention and will be bracing herself for my tongue to caress her sole.&nbsp; I raise her foot to my mouth, open my mouth and enclose her toes, running my tongue of the tips as I suck them in turn.<br><br>I do a mental check to see if I’ve got everything I need; deciding in the affirmative.&nbsp; <br><br>Replacing that foot on the bench, I rush over to the light switch, the old erect willy once again doing wild gyrations and manoeuvres as it flaps back and forth in front of me.&nbsp; <br><br>Flipping the switch, the room becomes bathed in the soft, shifting glow from the candles, the shadows flowing across her body as the flames flicker in the soft evening breeze drifting through the open balcony doors.&nbsp; I am truly enthralled by this portrayal of beauty and stand momentarily mesmerized.&nbsp; <br><br>Breaking the spell, I return to the bench and bend over her to seek her lips with mine.&nbsp; As I nibble her lower lip I am reluctant to break this kiss, as if I were drawing nourishment from her.<br><br>Finally, lifting my head to gaze into her eyes I say, “Right.&nbsp; Kozzy I can’t waste all day here can I?&nbsp; &nbsp;Well actually, I think I could.&nbsp; Time to get on with it.&nbsp; Roll over on your tummy.”<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 18:32:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs softly at his words, wiggling her toes briefly at the kiss, and then waiting for what he might do to the other foot. She did indeed expect him to do the same thing, or maybe just something similar, but still she wasn't prepared for him suckling her toes. She stifles a giggle, this time, though she smiles brightly as she watches him. <br><br>As he turns away to flick off the light, she again watches him, thinking he must be fairly comfortable with his body, as he didn't seem shy. That she was glad for. Not that she would have minded helping him out of his shell, but sometimes it was nice to have a man who wasn't afraid to walk about naked in front of her. Even if the bouncing of his shaft did look slightly comical, but that was nature's fault, not his own!<br><br>As he turns to look at her, she would be resting on one hip, her upper leg bent slightly, propped on one elbow with her other arm draped across her stomach, just beneath her breasts. The candle light, that most forgiving of lighting, gave her skin a slight glow of health to it. She returns his gentle kiss, and even briefly nips at his own lips, before he tells her to roll over. <br><br>"As you wish!" She smiles and rolls over onto her stomach, the dip of her back and swell of her rear making an interesting curved line. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 01:33:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she rolls onto her stomach I admire the lines flowing from her shoulders down across her back, up over the buttocks, to the legs streaming away, shadows subtly shifting and flowing.&nbsp; I quickly kiss and lick the back of her knee, and draw my nails along the back of her calf, over her thigh and up onto her buttocks.&nbsp; Slight red lines flare along her honey, gold skin, following the trail of my hand.&nbsp; <br><br>Taking her head in my hands, I turn it to one side, placing a small folded towel underneath her face and gathering the long soft tresses of her hair I place them on the bench behind her head.<br><br>I pick up the bottle of oil, and as I remove the cap, the scent of wattle from the warm oil flows over us.&nbsp; Cupping my hand, I fill it with the oil, and drizzle it along the centre line of her back, from her shoulder blades down to the swell of her buttocks.&nbsp; &nbsp;Using both hands, I begin to spread this over her, using wide sweeping movements, spreading the oil from the centre of her back, up to her shoulders, across to the side of her body, down and back up, slowly progressing further and further down her back.&nbsp; As I proceed, I continue to add more oil till she gleams from shoulder to buttock.&nbsp; Now I give the same attention to her buttocks, and then down one leg, and then the other, all the while using circular sweeping strokes.&nbsp; Beneath my hands, I can feel the softly, attenuated, firmness of fit, strong muscle.<br><br>Once she is thoroughly coated in oil, starting with her toes, I begin probing and digging with my thumbs and fingers as I seek out each muscle group.&nbsp; Working each toe in turn, my hands move across the sole of her feet, then higher and higher, over her foot, her calves and the thighs, letting my thumbs probe the surface of her inner thighs, till I am stroking the lips of her vulva, spreading, opening, compressing, with a steady rhythmical circular movement of my thumbs.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 01:44:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shivers a little at the drag of his nails along her skin, smiling as he gives her a folded towel to rest her cheek on, the scent of orange blossom wafting up from her hair as he moves it. <br><br>As he first puts the warm oil on her back, she shivers a little, and then relaxes, letting out a soft sigh as he rubs the oil over her body, coating her thoroughly. When he starts to then massage her, starting from her delicate toes and moving upward, she can't help a pleased sound or two escaping. It was rare anyone chose to massage her, though she had had a few from professionals, it was nicer when someone did it because they wanted to. <br><br>As his hands move up along her strong legs, she relaxes further, partly forgetting about her arousal, until his hand moved to cup and stroke her sex, making a hard shudder run down her spine. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 01:50:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As I feel a shiver run through her body, I trail a finger around the rim of her vagina, penetrating her slightly, before moving the tip down over the nub of her clitoris, rolling the ball over the hard, glistening surface, trapping it between my finger and her pubic bone beneath.&nbsp; Releasing her clitoris, I draw my finger back over her vagina, and up to circle, teasingly over the rosebud of her anus before continuing the deep, probing massage of the muscles in her buttocks, ensuring that each deep, outward stroke of my hands separates and spreads her cheeks, while the down and in strokes compresses and squeezes them back together.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 01:56:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Clearly, she enjoys his teasing, or perhaps it was exploring. Either way, she enjoys it, and he'd feel a moisture that wasn't the oil as he dips a finger into her briefly. <br><br>Letting out a sigh as he moves his hand away from her sex, to firmly massage the muscle of her rear, she lays still, just enjoying the attention. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 02:04:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Adding more oil to the small of her back, I use my thumbs to probes the muscles lying on either side of her spine, using my body weight as I stroke up along the length, then across the shoulder blades, back down along her flanks to her hips, and back to the centre.&nbsp; Then the hands and arms receive attention, starting with each finger, as with the toes, and up each muscle group along the arms, across the tops of the shoulders and into the neck.<br><br>All this handling of her body is thoroughly arousing and the responses elicited as my hands probe and explore her is very satisfying.<br><br>“Ok Love, time for the front.” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 02:12:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling, lazily, she shifts and wiggles to roll over. "Mm, you're quite good at that." She comments, watching him now that she lay on her back. <br><br>She was curious as to what he had in mind after he had completely oiled and massaged her, but she was enjoying it enough that she didn't ask. She'd rather wait and see. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 04:01:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Giving her my hand to steady her as she rolls over, I have difficulty controlling my desire.&nbsp; I am desperately torn between the need to make love to her and my excitement to continue to explore her body, her level of arousal and her responses to my attention.&nbsp; <em>Just how much can I arouse this woman?</em><br><br>Lowering myself, my hands move from her arms to stroke her flanks and hips.&nbsp; I hungrily kiss her lips, her cheeks, her eyelids, back to the line of her jaw, down her throat and over her chest to climb the slope of those glorious breasts and feast upon her nipple.<br><br>With reluctance I pull myself away to fill my hand with more oil and drizzle it over her tummy.&nbsp; Spreading the oil thickly up over her breasts and chest, down her arms, over her mons and down the front of her legs, being sure to slip a finger between her vulva adding the oil to her own moisture as I stroke her clitoris.<br><br>Draping her hair off the table, I pick up the blindfold, lightly kiss each eyelid and slip the blindfold into place.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 12:24:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles her thanks at his steadying hand, and then shivers as his hands slide over her hips, returning what kisses she could before he moves away from her face to her neck. This seems to be a favorite spot for her, as she tilts her chin up and to the side to give him room, before he moves downward again to her breasts, drawing a sharp inhale as he takes her nipple into his mouth. <br><br>Watching him quietly, lids heavy already with her arousal, she sees more oil poured into his hand. Another shudder as his hands work the oil up over her breasts, leaving them glistening, and down her legs, only to tease her by slipping a finger between her folds again. The brush of his finger over her clitoris made her shiver harder this time, her eyes closing briefly, opening as he moves her hair to lay off the edge of the table. Only to close once more as he places the blindfold over her eyes, curious to find out what will come next.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 12:51:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>What a delightful picture, the oil gleaming on the surface of her skin in the flickering candlelight causes her to appear molten and flowing.<br></em><br>“Now my dear, with a bit of help from you, I’m going to restrain you slightly.&nbsp; Trust me, I will never hurt you.”<br><br>Picking up the scarves, I attach one end to her wrist, run it under the table and tie off the other end to the other wrist.&nbsp; I do the same thing with her ankles, placing them to the sides of the table so that her thighs are splayed.&nbsp; As her vulva is nicely swollen, it spreads revealing her clitoris and vagina to my gaze and I am unable to resist lowering my mouth to her, to taste her and tickle her clitoris with the tip of my tongue, giving it a thorough lashing and bath.<br><br>Continuing with the scarves, I attach one to her upper arms, another to her thighs so that she really can’t move about much other than wriggle her hips.<br><br>Another quick kiss to her lips to reassure her and I head off to the wardrobe for another item that she will not be expecting.&nbsp; One of the white tapered candles<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 20:10:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles a little more as he speaks. "I trust you." Letting him tie her wrists, and then her ankles, and further her upper arms and thighs. As he licks and teases her folds with his tongue again, she lets out a small sound of pleasure, having difficulty staying still.&nbsp; She was effectively immobile, though comfortable, the soft scarves not cutting into her at all.<br><br>Returning his brief kiss, she listens as he moves off, hearing his footfalls in the carpet. She hears him return, as well, but she's in the dark due to the blindfold, and just waits as patiently as she can, terribly curious.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 01:35:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lighting the candle, I allow it to burn for a few moments.&nbsp; I’m sure that the suspense and uncertainty must be playing with Kozzy’s mind, that she will will be toying with the awareness that she does not know what will happen next, while at the same time she knows that we talked about exploring various toys.&nbsp; So, perhaps she wil be expecting something along that vein.&nbsp; Yet she is compelled to lie there, unable to move and see what, if anything is happening, while nothing is being done to her except that she is forced to wait.&nbsp; <br><br>Looking at her she is a total vision of beauty, her body highlighted by the oil.&nbsp; Her lips are parted, her breasts firm, her nipples firmly erect straining from her body, her chest is flushed, her thighs splayed, her vulva swollen and spread, her clitoris firmly erect with the hood fully retracted, moisture seeps and spreads from her vagina and her scent mixes and mingles with her delicate perfume and the aroma from the candles. Everything about her portrays a woman who is highly aroused, craving release and I now realize that I don’t even know if she has multiple orgasms or not.&nbsp; If her body is pushing for that big release or if she will want several, slowly building till her body becomes so sensitized that she must close into herself to allow the nerve endings a chance to relax.<br><br>By now, the candle is burning well, and a pool of hot molten wax has formed around the wick.&nbsp; Holding the candle high so that the wax will cool slightly as it tumbles down, I tilt it and allow a drop to spill over the edge towards it target.&nbsp; <br><br>Damn!&nbsp; I missed.&nbsp; Well, I had read that accuracy was difficult, and at the height I’m holding the candle, it is hard to get everything lined up.&nbsp; Now to try again.&nbsp; Another drop beads on the lip of the well at the tip of the candle, pools before gathering sufficient mass to break away, and tumbles in a big drop to land in the hollow of her elbow.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 02:15:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She hears the strike of a match, smells the brief scent of sulfur, and wonders why he was lighting another candle. Or maybe he smoked? No, he would have done so already, after dinner, or before. She was happy he didn't smoke anyway, it made kissing much less pleasant. <br><br>As she waits, she wonders, and waits, and wonders some more. Finally, she feels something, a sudden splatter of warmth on the inside of her elbow, making her jump. The scarves kept her down, making it more of a jerk of surprise than a full jump, and she gasps a little in surprise. It wasn't painful, it was just entirely unexpected. She hadn't actually played with wax before, so it was an interesting and erotic new sensation. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 02:26:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozzy’s reaction wasn’t as big as I had expected.&nbsp; I knew it was important that she be securely restrained to prevent her from jumping about too much as the hot wax hit her, but this response was fairly minor.&nbsp; <em>I must have allowed sufficient height for the wax to cool so that it didn’t actually burn when it landed on the skin.&nbsp; So, if I maintain that height it won’t be too bad, and I can always try closer, to see what kind of reaction that brings.</em>&nbsp; So far, it would appear that she is only waiting to see where this will lead.&nbsp; <br><br>Lifting the candle I dribble a trail of drops from flank to flank along the edge of her ribs.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 02:58:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She waits, wondering, where would the next drop land? She gasps and jumps again as drops spatter along the curve of her ribs, then lets out a faint whimper. Her skin turns slightly pink beneath the warmth of the wax droplets, before they cool and harden, and she takes a deep breath. <br><br>Waiting for the next drop put her on edge, despite her efforts to remain calm and still, made her squirm slightly within the restraint of the scarves. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 03:00:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>I realize that if I attempt to run wax anywhere close to her pubes, I will have to take care with that finger of hair on her mons, otherwise she will end up with an unexpected wax job.<br><br>I quickly run a line of wax around the base of her breast and then spiral a trail around and up towards her areola, then lowering the candle allow a huge dollop to splat onto the erect proud nipple before she wriggles out of position.&nbsp; That should have been quite a bit hotter.<br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 03:24:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he dribbles a line around her breast, decorating it with a spiral of white, she whimpers, knowing the logical stop would be at the peak of her nipple. As the large drop splatters onto it, much hotter than before, she gasps and groans out, body jerking, the skin turning noticeably pinkish beneath the sheen of white wax that dries on the erect nub and soft areola. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 03:29:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Jesus!&nbsp; That might have been a bit much!&nbsp; I hope she’s not burnt.&nbsp; Perhaps I overdid it?<br></em><br>Lifting the candle higher, the next trail is from the collar bone, along the outer edge of the breast, across that taut stomach, trying to maintain a smooth even pattern as she wriggles and squirms, across to the thigh and down.&nbsp; Then lifting the candle to allow it to develop a new pool I mirror the pattern so that there is now an X shape of white wax, with one breast wearing its own necklace and the ribs underscored.<br><br><em>Better quit this before I hurt her.&nbsp; Don't want to do that.</em><br><br>Putting the candle to one side, I lower my mouth to her lips, kissing her deeply, my tongue seeking entrance, while my hand closes over her unadorned breast, seeking the nipple and enclosing it between my fingers. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 03:44:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She didn't seem hurt, at least not in any lasting manner, and she wasn't complaining, either. Her breathing was a little faster now, as he decorates her further with trails of wax, none of them gaining quite as much a reaction as the drop over her nipple had caused. But she did squirm, shift, wiggle, as much as the scarves would allow. <br><br>As he puts the candle aside and kisses her, she's surprised, but eagerly kisses him back, lips parting for his tongue. A soft whimper slips free against his mouth as he lightly pinches the nub of her bare nipple.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 04:28:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As our tongues twine and swirl, I shiver as she respond to my attention to her nipple.&nbsp; &nbsp;Taking her hair in my hand, I strip off the blindfold, and tip her head back.&nbsp; Trailing my lips to the side of her neck I nuzzle and nip along the line of her shoulder till I reach the hollow of her throat.&nbsp; Pulling firmly on her hair I turn her head giving me free access to her throat so that I can kiss, suckle and nibble her soft, aromatic skin as I caress and squeeze her breast and nipple. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 20:18:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozakura didn't open her eyes as he pulls the blindfold off, instead leaving them closed to enjoy his kisses. The hand in her hair, tugging firmly, makes her moan out, turning her head with his grip. She shivers again at the grip to her breast, letting out a soft breath. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>26-08-2009, 00:38:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Releasing her hair I move down her body, pausing to take in the beauty of her vulva.&nbsp; Lowering my mouth to her, I catch her labia between my lips, my tongue probing and exploring her surfaces.&nbsp; I close my hand over her breast, grasping the nipple between my thumb and finger, rolling and squeezing it while I kneed her breast within my palm.&nbsp; I slip my other hand between her thighs, extending my fingers to caress and probe her vagina, her anus, spreading and revelling in the moisture seeping from her.&nbsp; Sealing my lips over her clitoris I create a vacuum and draw her clitoris into my mouth, my tongue flicking quickly over its surface.&nbsp; Closing my teeth against the inside of my lips I compress that hard little knob.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>26-08-2009, 01:25:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozakura takes a deep breath as he lets go of her hair and slides down to lick and explore her sex, feeling his fingers caress there as well as the tight pucker almost hidden below. <br><br>She lets out low moans as he continues to lick and touch her. She gasps as he nibbles gently on the nub of her clit, her body trying to arch, but failing due to the scarves holding her down. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>26-08-2009, 01:59:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she moans and presses her hips towards me I increase the tempo till my tongue darts, glides, slides and quivers against her.&nbsp; I insert a finger into her vagina, pressing in and against the wall. <br><br>Humming softly I transfer this vibration to my lips increasing the stimulation against her clitoris.&nbsp; <br><br>This time I will give her release.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>26-08-2009, 02:07:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He had gotten her so aroused, and kept her that way, for so long, that her moans quickly increase. Louder, and more frequent, soon she was panting, squirming within the limits of the scarves. <br><br>As he slides a finger into her, pushing against that sensitive place, she gasps, and a few moments later, lets out a series of low, keening moans as she climaxes. Her body tenses, again trying to arch sharply but only resulting in her trembling.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>26-08-2009, 02:19:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As she moans her body presses into his lips, and her vagina spasmodically clutches his finger.<br><br>Slowly easing the attention on her clitoris, I move up to cradle her head, bringing my lips onto hers, kissing and cuddling her, waiting for her to relax, or perhaps to give direction for further stimulation.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>26-08-2009, 02:25:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Panting, she returns the kiss, still trembling as he slips a hand beneath her head. <br><br>"You surprise me, Country..." She says finally, after taking quite a few deep breaths. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>26-08-2009, 02:34:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I ... surprise you?&nbsp; That'd be one for the books."<br><br>"Now, how about we get you out of these ties, and peel some of your decorations off you.&nbsp; I can't imagine that it will be too pleasant to have your fine hairs torn from your body.&nbsp; But then, it would appear that you have some experience with hairs being torn out."<br><br>I begin to undo the knots from around your limbs.&nbsp; "Was the experience of the hot wax arousing or just painful?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>26-08-2009, 03:17:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs softly, and as he starts to untie her, she works her arms a little, still a bit shaky from the climax. <br><br>"It was arousing, though I won't lie and say it was my favorite part." She grins at him as he unties her legs, sitting up with her legs dangling off the edge of the table, as she starts to peel bits of wax off herself. "The anticipation was quite maddening." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>26-08-2009, 05:14:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll have to admit that I wasn't sure if you were responding because of passion or pain.&nbsp; When a person twitches and moans, as you were, it could easily be confused with either."<br><br>"Let's get you into the shower to ablate everything off you.&nbsp; Between the wax and the oil, I reckon that if I were to throw a leg over, I'd just keep on going, and slip off the other side.&nbsp; That's of course depended upon you staying in place in the first instance and not sliding out of the bed yourself.&nbsp; What a combination it would be, you and satin sheets.&nbsp; We’d never keep you in place then."<br><br>Laughingly, I kiss her as I help her to her feet and cuddle her to me, my hands sliding down her back to cup her buttocks, drawing her in tight against my erect, straining willy. Releasing her I pluck a choice bit of wax from her nipple.&nbsp; Kissing it quickly, in case it needed a kiss to make it better, I lead her to the showers to begin the plucking and peeling.&nbsp; Bring on the soap and shampoo.&nbsp; <br><br>Many hands will make light work and so many areas need attention.&nbsp; Yumm!<br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>26-08-2009, 19:29:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs softly at his description. "Yes, satin sheets are difficult enough to stay in, as it is." She slides off the table, drawn in close to him by his arms, shivering a little as he grips her rear. Not to mention the brush of his hard shaft, surprised he was able to wait while he was that aroused. <br><br>Perhaps he just had more will power than she did? She muses as he picks off the piece of wax that had covered her nipple, smiling at the kiss. Taking his hand, she leads him into the large, well appointed bathroom. The gleaming silver fixtures were all meant for luxury, the walk in shower featuring two large shower heads, one was a huge circular thing on an adjustable arm,&nbsp; meant to create a cascade of water that was more like rain than a shower. The other was a removable massaging thing, with multiple settings, allowing for more direct application of water. There was a bench along the wall, and shelves full of soaps and shampoos, body wash and more. <br><br>"Set the temperature where you'd like, hm?" She tells him as she steps into the shower, after laying out towels for them both. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 00:37:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Set the temperature?"&nbsp; My eyes boggle as I take in the features.&nbsp; There are more knobs, dials and buttons than you'd find in cockpit I'm sure.&nbsp; <br><br><em>Speaking of cockpit, I could sure go one. </em><br><br>"I'm not sure I know how to drive this thing.&nbsp; If all else fails, should I read the instruction book?"&nbsp; <br><br>I start to check out the array of bottles, hoping to find something that I can use to suds up Kozzy.&nbsp; "How about you set the temperature, that way I'll not boil us up like a couple of yabbies."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 01:38:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blinks, and then laughs. "Yabbies? I'm almost afraid to ask what they are." She turns the handle which has a red line fading to blue, setting the water to a comfortably warm temperature, but nothing too hot. They would make enough heat themselves, she was sure. <br><br>He would find that she had made sure her favorite shampoo and such were stocked, including a body wash that smelled of cherry blossoms and vanilla.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 03:20:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I'm certainly impressed with the shower as huge volume of water cascade down from the overhanging shower head quickly soaking both of us.&nbsp; <em>Certainly beats a canvas bucket on a rope hanging from a branch.</em>&nbsp; Picking up the smaller hand piece I discover that the stream can be adjusted from a fine spray to a heavy concentrated stream and even pulses.&nbsp; <em>Maybe I can find a use for that?</em><br><br>Testing a few of the bottles, "Ahh, these look nice and aren't what you would call 'on the nose' either."&nbsp; Looking towards her I say, "Well a yabbie is a freshwater crab that lives in the dams.&nbsp; They dig burrows in the mud but are easily caught on a string with a bit of rotten meat tied on.&nbsp; Takes a fair few of them to make a meal, but they are pretty tasty, but then," with a big grin, "I'd say the same about you."&nbsp; <br><br>"I reckon we should peel the wax off you first, then start scrubbing the oil off.&nbsp; Do you reckon we should start with your hair?&nbsp; It will have picked up quite a bit of oil just brushing against your skin."&nbsp; <br><br>Getting serious for a moment, I take her in my arms, water streaming over us, running down our faces.&nbsp; "You know love, this evening sure beats a quick role in the hay.&nbsp; I have to say, I've quite enjoyed myself, and I'm sure looking forward to further action once we get you cleaned up a bit.&nbsp; I'm not adverse to a quick 'root and shoot' but this experience has been beaut."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 04:20:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She listens as he describes what a 'yabbie' is, and smiles. "Ah, I see!" She grins as he pulls her close, again thinking too quickly for her to answer all his questions, before he's pulled her close and said something else important. <br><br>Smiling, she slides her arms around his shoulders, her body slick with oil and water. "I've enjoyed it greatly." She winks at him. "Besides, there's always time for a quickie some other time." She grins, and lets go of him to pick up the shampoo, handing him a sponge so he could start washing other things while she washes her hair.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 05:08:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				‘<em>Time for a quicky,’&nbsp; What a stimulating thought but certainly not one to be entertained with someone as delightful and captivating as Kozzy.</em>&nbsp; She was too much fun to consider a quicky … well not at the moment anyway.<br><br>Taking up the sponge I pour something called a body wash (well I guess that its name must imply its function) over it and begin to scrub.&nbsp; Do I do the ‘good bits’ first, or do I behave myself and do it properly?&nbsp; &nbsp;Naw, just slather it on, enjoying the bounce and spring of her breasts, the firmness of her tummy, down her tight thighs, and back up, around, up and down, over the firm buttocks, with the occasional quick slither of the sponge between her legs and up across her sex.&nbsp; With the amount of water pouring over us water streams over my eyebrows, over my eyes and I’m constantly blowing the stream off my lips.&nbsp; <br><br>“A quicky,” I say.&nbsp; ‘Well, the old fella here might look a bit ‘angry’ as they say, and would welcome a game of ‘hide the sausage’, but I think we can explore some more before we get into that.&nbsp; Sides which, if we did play hide the sausage, the old fella would probably hang his head and want to cuddle up for the night.” <br><br>“How’re ya doing?”&nbsp; Taking up the hand piece, I ask, “Ready for a rinse?”&nbsp; <br>I wonder what kind of reactions I can obtain with this thing?&nbsp; With all the adjustments, this thing had to be designed for play, not functionality.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 05:48:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She listens, and the more he goes on, she can't help but laugh, ending up leaning against him as he washes her back, letting the water rinse the shampoo from her hair. "Oh, yes, I'm ready." She controls her giggling then, smiling at him, stepping half a step back so he could rinse her off. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 06:00:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Giggle away my dear</em>, as I raise the sponge and give her face a quick slathering of foam.&nbsp; Quickly, I raise the hand piece set to a fine spray and strip it all away.&nbsp; Soap in the eyes would not be a good prelude to foreplay now would it?&nbsp; It would probably rank in the foreplay files with something like a poke with an elbow before the question 'You awake?'<br><br>Still spouting and blowing myself, I play the spray over her; from shoulders down to toes all the while enjoying the view as her magnificent body is revealed from under the frothy layer of bubbles.<br><br>Dribbling water from myself all over her, I kiss her deeply then turn her in my arms so that I can rinse and enjoy the lines of her back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 06:14:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs, closing her eyes as he touches the sponge to her face, letting him then rinse the soap off. And then she kisses him back, eagerly, before turning for him so he could rinse the rest of her. <br><br>"And now, can I return the favor?" She smiles and takes the sponge from him, rinsing it clean and picking a less flowery scented body wash for him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 06:18:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>When she grabbed the sponge out of my hands, suggesting she wanted to do me, I was a bit taken aback, not sure how to respond..&nbsp; Then on reflection I decided to turn it all into 'fun'.<br></em><br><br><br>"Do you think you can overwhelm me, 'Ben Hall Country' the overlooked bush ranger of the Collector Hills?&nbsp; While I've my staff and water pressure, I'll fear no evil, soapy sponge smelling of weird substances borne by a double breasted, pink tipped lass who smells like a delicious mixture of chai tea, fruits and other spices.&nbsp; <br><br>Take that you frothy maiden."&nbsp; I adjust the hand unit to a hard, fine spray and directed it towards her nipples.<br><br>Looking all serious I say, I'll fight you on the tiles, I'll fight you in the grouting, I'll fight you in the drain, but never will I surrender to your sponge.&nbsp; <br><br>Pausing, with a big silly grin on my face I say, "You know the aromas in this room are quite overwhelming, given all the aromatic candles, your perfume, the stuff I squirted on myself earlier, now all this shampoo and body wash.&nbsp; I never knew before what people meant when they said that 'the place smelled like a brothel.'&nbsp; Now I know.&nbsp; En garde."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 18:58:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozakura blinks for a moment at his rant, and then squeals and laughs as he sprays her with the fine spray. It stung a little against her sensitive nipples, but not terribly so, enough to make her shift to avoid it. <br><br>"You're the one that lit the candles, now, remember!" She swipes the sponge at him, playfully, trying to avoid the spray of water he wields. "Hold still so I can clean you! It's going to happen whether you like it or not, make it easier on the both of us!" She grins. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 01:08:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hold still?&nbsp; I'll not give in without a fight."<br><br>I drop to my knees and adjust the spray to a pulsing jet that I direct across her tummy and lower abdomen. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 01:28:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She squeals again, and jumps back, up against the wall, as the spray his her stomach and lower. "Hey! I'll get even with you for that!" She darts in and swipes the sponge at him. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 01:58:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she rushes me, she gets inside my arc of fire and I can no longer direct a spray anywhere except, rather ineffectually, her back.<br><br>Her first swipe of the sponge covers me in foam and bubbles, leaving me giggling hilariously and totally unable to defend myself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 02:03:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs and starts to wash him, rubbing the sponge over his chest as he giggles, her free hand trying to take the handle from him. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 02:22:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Giggling helplessly, I lose the spray nozzle to Kozzy and am now at her mercy.&nbsp; <br><br><em>Will she be a kind ruler of my surrender or will she burn, rape and plunder her conquest.&nbsp; Well, if it's the latter, lets hope she keeps it in the right order.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 02:30:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grins, washing his chest, arms, and then lower, brushing the sponge over his erection briefly, before switching the spray to a more gentle stream and rinsing him off. "Now, what should I do with you?" <br><br>Watching him for a moment, she smiles, shutting off the water after they were both completely rinsed. She takes his hand ad pulls him out of the shower, toweling him off briefly, and then herself. "I think I may have an idea." She winks at him, and leads him back into the bedroom, her hair still mostly wet, clinging to her shoulders. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 03:43:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she swipes the sponge over my willy, my whole body tingles from the sensation.<br><br>Now that she has dried herself as well as me, I follow her into the bedroom.&nbsp; Well, it seems she wants to lead, so I will follow and see what transpires.&nbsp; <em>Everything about her so far indicates that I will enjoy it and the wink that she gives me puts ideas into my head.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 04:18:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles, sitting him in a chair and then retrieving some clean scarves. "Now, this is for causing me trouble in the shower." She grins and starts to tie him, ankles to either leg of the chair, and wrists to either arm. She doesn't, however, tie anything too tightly, it was more to keep him from touching her than to keep him completely still. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 04:25:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Look here 'sheila'!&nbsp; You must know that I'd never cause you any trouble.&nbsp; You're taking an unfair advantage of me because I'm too well mannered for my own good.&nbsp; "<br><br>Testing my bonds I find that while I'm not too secure restrained, I really don't have much freedom of movement. <em> Now what?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 04:55:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs and walks behind him, slowly sliding her hands onto his shoulders, and then down his chest as she leans in, her breasts touching him from behind as she speaks to his ear. <br><br>"Well, perhaps you are. But you tied me up, so this is only fair, right?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 05:03:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As I feel the soft, warmth of her pert breasts press into me, I chafe at my bonds prohibiting me from caressing those globes, from exploring her soft, aromatic flesh.&nbsp; <br><br>My mind wanders over the possibilities of what she might do to me, each images rousing my hunger for her as they chase one another through my mind.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 05:14:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles as he tests the scarves tying him, and slides her fingers up his chest again, up over his throat and beneath his chin, as she nibbles lightly on his ear. "So, my dear...what turns you on the most? Where should I touch to make you squirm?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 05:34:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I close my eyes as I feel her breathe over my ear, the touch of her teeth combined with her fingers stroking up my chest and across my throat causes my whole body to tingle and twitch.<br><br>"Right now love, I'm so aroused I can barely talk" I manage to gasp as I struggle against my bonds, fairly bouncing the chair.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 05:43:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Again she smiles, at his wiggling and tugging at the scarves. "Should I release you then, so you can have at me?" Asked as she slides her fingers down his sternum, over his stomach, and lower, her fingertips just barely brushing against the base of his surely aching erection. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 07:33:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh God!&nbsp; Kozzy"&nbsp; "If you release me ... I need you so bad, I'll have you flat on your back looking at the ceiling for what I hope will be hours, but given my state will more likely only be seconds.&nbsp; &nbsp;I'm sure, the moment I feel the heat and wetness of your pussy wrapped around me ... Well I think you know what I mean."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 19:42:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Pleased with his response, she nibbles at his ear again and then moves around to stand in front of him. "Well, I suppose I should do a little preparing first, then. Wait there." She grins, as if he had a choice, and walks out of the room, finding a stool from the bar in the kitchen and bringing it back with her. <br><br>Setting it in front of him, she climbs up onto it, her breasts right about eye level as she sits. "So that we can both finish in just a few seconds..." She smiles, her feet resting against the side rungs, as her thighs spread, revealing her soft folds to him. "I'd let you help, but you've already pointed out you'd have me on my back too quickly." She smiles, teasing him, her fingers sliding over her legs slowly, along her inner thigh and up, over her stomach to cup either breast. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 03:29:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				First she's running her hands over my body, teasing me as she gets so close to that aching member, then she dissapears.&nbsp; <br><br>Now look at her, flaunting her body at me.<br><br>Oh that bitch! God, how could she do this to me!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 03:49:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles as she watches him, seeing a hint of anger in his eyes that she hadn't really expected. She continues to touch herself, fingers moving down, starting to slowly stroke over the nub of her clit. "Don't worry, Country, as soon as I'm ready I'll untie you..." <br><br>She dips a finger into her sex then, letting him see the way it slides in and out, the coating of arousal it gathers. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 03:59:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I wonder why she's apologizing?&nbsp; What does she mean, 'as soon as she's ready'?&nbsp; As soon as she's good and ready to untie me whenever that moment arrives, or as soon as she's ready for me to jump on her?<br><br>There is now way I can avoid what is happening right in front of my nose.&nbsp; She is right there, legs spread, pussy wide open.&nbsp; Sliding her fingers over her clitoris, into her vagina and back out, sopping with her juice.&nbsp; Her smell flows over me and I can't do anything but watch while she pleasures herself.&nbsp; I can't take my eyes off her, watching her respond, watching as she masturbates.&nbsp; <br><br>This is so intimate, so private, and she's doing it for me, for my pleasure as well as her own.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 04:07:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Slowly, she lets her head tilt back, letting out a soft moan as she strokes herself. After a moment paused like that, she drops her chin again to watch his reactions, slowly sliding a second finger into herself, shivering, every movement slow and fluid as she teases him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 04:30:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Listening to moan, watching as she slides in her fingers iI can't help but wonder if this is how she masturbates for her own pleasure, or if this is just for me?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 04:35:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Slowly, she slides off the stool, lifting her fingers to taste them, before offering them up to his mouth. Her other hand slides over his chest, dragging her nails lightly, and then tweaking a nipple. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 05:14:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I watch in amazement and rapture as she raises her fingers to her mouth.<br><br>When she places them in my mouth I suck on them greedily, drawing in her taste that immediately brings back images of enclosing her pussy in my mouth.&nbsp; <br><br>Her nails across my chest are nearly unbearable, as if the entire surface of my skin has become one huge erogenous zone.<br><br>I want her so bad!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 20:58:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiles as he sucks on her fingers, quickly cleaning her nectar from them, and she leans in, slowly planting soft kisses on his neck, as she moves just so, to brush her sex across his fingers. He'd be able to wiggle them just a bit against her, to see how wet she had become. <br><br>Her lips trail over his neck, and chest, barely brushing her lips over him, before leaning over to place one soft, painfully brief lick to the head of his shaft. She was perfectly willing to finish him with her lips and tongue, but he seemed more interested in something else, so she'd wait. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>31-08-2009, 01:26:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I'm revelling in her kisses when I feel a hot wetness on my fingers.&nbsp; Moving then I can feel the lips of her vulva on my fingers.&nbsp; As I wriggle them, her juices seem to drip onto the tips and I'm all too aware of how much she has aroused herself.&nbsp; How much she has enjoyed playing with herself while I watched.&nbsp; How she has taken pleasure from flaunting herself. <br><br>As her kisses move lower I throw my head back, eyes closed, writhing from the pleasure of the torment she is causing, straining, silently willing her to go lower, to take me.&nbsp; When she does, my shaft involuntarily twitches and jerks itself towards my stomach, as I relish her tongue lapping the tip.&nbsp; Then as quickly she is gone, leaving me panting, wanting more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>31-08-2009, 03:17:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Pulling away from him, she looks over his frame slowly, then slides her fingers down his chest and then over his thighs, almost brushing against his shaft again but not quite. She moves her fingers lower, down his legs, kneeling. For a moment it looks as if she would continue to lick and tease him, but then he feels her loosening the scarves on his ankles.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>31-08-2009, 05:50:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The quick spasm created by her tongue lapping the end of the old fella leaves me gasping.&nbsp; When her hand trails down my chest, she causes my stomach muscles to tighten and then as she nears my dick they heave.&nbsp; <em>Is she taking me in her hand?&nbsp; Does she plan on masturbating me?</em>&nbsp; <br><br>As her head lowers towards me I again strain, waiting for her mouth to enclose me while her fingers stroke down the inside of my thighs; I feel the scarves slipping away from my ankles.&nbsp; My legs are free.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 03:22:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling, she slides her tongue along his inner thigh as she unties one of his wrists, and then steps away, moving to stand near the bed. She waits, not sure what position he might like to try, as he's forced to untie the last scarf keeping him in the chair. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 10:31:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When her tongue slid along my thigh, spasms shook my stomach.<br><br>Then one are is fee, and I'm forced to tear my eyes away from her in order to undo the knot holding the other arm.&nbsp; Rising, I find that she has moved over beside the bed.&nbsp; Going to her, I wrap my arms around her, binding her hair in one hand, forcing her head back.&nbsp; I close my mouth passionately over hers, then lift her into my arms and lie her on the bed.&nbsp; Moving to join her, I again seek her mouth with mine, as my hand wanders over her body, touching, caressing, stoking.<br><br>Unable to resist her, I insinuate one leg between hers, and as her thighs part I lower myself over her, moving my other leg between hers so that my penis is now trapped against her mons.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 05:27:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She inhales sharply as he grips her hair, returning his kiss as he slides her onto the bed. As he lays over her, she spreads her legs, giving his hips more room, fingers sliding over his chest slowly, feeling his quickened heartbeat. <br><br>She returns his second kiss as well, tongue seeking his own, as she feels his shaft trapped against her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 09:59:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she spread her legs, my shaft slips between her labia, into the heat and wetness that she has created, that she has prepared for this moment, that she has prepared for me.&nbsp; Trapping it against her pubic bone, I firmly press it against her clitoris.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh, you agonizingly beautiful, enchanting, seductress."&nbsp; Reaching down I catch hold of her buttocks and begin to rock her hips, stroking her clitoris against that hardness.&nbsp; Slowly at first, then faster against that unyielding column <br><br>"If only you knew how erotic you are.&nbsp; Of how much your teasing has affected me."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 05:04:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gasps softly as he presses against her, rubbing now against her clit as his hands find her rear. Her back arches, fingers sliding up his chest to his shoulders as her head pushes back into the bed. <br><br>She listens to his breathless words, and manages to smile up at him, shuddering hard at the stimulation. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>04-09-2009, 00:36:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Pressing her firmly against me, I roll onto my back, bringing her with me.<br><br>Grinning up at her, I say, "Ok love.&nbsp; Your turn.&nbsp; You decide where you want it, you decide how quickly you want to be penetrated, you decide how deep you want to be penetrated, and you decide the speed.&nbsp; But be warned, you have aroused me to such a state that I won't last very long." <br><br>With that, I move my hands up her back and drag my nails along her sides, across her buttocks and back up on either side of her spine.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>04-09-2009, 05:17:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She hangs onto him as he rolls over, coming to straddle him as he lays on his back, his shaft pressed between them. "I know, it's all my fault." She grins, and pushes up, one hand sliding down his stomach to guide the head of his manhood against her slit, and then slowly start to slide down. <br><br>She wonders how long he really would last, but there was only one way to find out. Of course, she didn't mind if she herself didn't orgasm from this, it had been fun enough earlier, and now she was focused on his pleasure. Her eyes close as she slips onto him, and then she shudders hard, letting out a soft moan as her hips rest against his, with him buried inside her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>04-09-2009, 23:52:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As her hands close over my shaft I feel a reflexive, involuntary, uncontrolled spasm that causes my member to twitch in her grip.&nbsp; Then as she positions the head against the mouth of her vagina the welcoming heat and moisture seems to pour over it.&nbsp; I feel her slowly opening, spreading, enveloping me, as the walls of her vagina grip, and enclose me as my length is slowly absorbed into her.&nbsp; <br><br>When her hips settle on mine, all feeling and concentration is on that one area.&nbsp; I am barely conscious of&nbsp; any other stimulation save that overwhelming clutch of her tight, hot, wet vagina grasping my shaft.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>05-09-2009, 17:37:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Where as he was so aroused as to feel only the clench and warmth of her sex around him, she was aware of the feel of his chest beneath her fingers, the beating of his heart, the sound of his breath and the smells of candles and soap. <br><br>She starts to move her hips, rolling them slowly at first, letting them both adjust some. The movement makes her shudder as he shifts inside her, then let out a soft moan. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 00:40:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she began to roll her hips, I throw my head back in ecstasy as I feel the walls of her vagina sliding over my glans.&nbsp; When she moans, it nearly tips me over.&nbsp; &nbsp;Involuntarily I groan as I reach around her to stroke and drag my nails along her back, gripping her head to drag her mouth down to mine.<br><br>"Kozzy.&nbsp; This is indescribable.&nbsp; You are driving me wild.&nbsp; I love you."<br><br><em>God this woman's cunt is like nothing I've ever fucked.&nbsp; She makes every other woman feel like I had been fucking a pail.&nbsp; </em><br><br><em>I think I can stay with her if she only rolls her hips, or grinds herself against my pubic bone, but if she starts to stroke I'll be gone.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 01:12:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moans out again as he kisses her, smiling at him as he speaks, her hands sliding up his chest to rest on his shoulders, as she slowly grinds herself against him. She apparently had guessed that if she moved much more, he wouldn't last, and she was drawing it out, for the both of them. <br><br>She shudders and then starts to rock her hips a bit faster against his own, her breathing coming a little faster as her eyes close half-way.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 04:08:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she rocks against me, I arch my back, involuntarily attempting to pump against her.&nbsp; Fortunately, the pressure of her hips holds me in place; I continue to stroke her back, planting kisses against her when I can while my body responds to the feeling of her body against me.&nbsp; <br><br>Murmuring vague indecipherable noises, I manage to whisper "Woman, come, come!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 04:34:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shivers, hearing his words, she does her best, concentrating on the pleasure. She had already gotten herself close by playing with herself while teasing him, otherwise it likely wouldn't have been possible. <br><br>As it was, she rocks her hips more quickly against him, rolling them smoothly, her breath quickening steadily, until she lets out a soft cry. Her hips jerk against his, unable to fully control the movement though she keeps rocking, her fingers gripping his shoulders tightly as she moans out in the bliss of her climax. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 04:57:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I feel her build towards a climax and my own tension mounts with her.&nbsp; The waves commence deep within me and when she tightens her grasp on me and moans, she drives me over the edge.&nbsp; The involuntary spasms of her vaginal wall causes me to arch into her, clasping her to me as wave after wave rocks and jolts my body leaving me quivering, the head of my penis so sensitive that the merest movement causes stimulations close to pain to stream through me.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>I hold her tightly, through reflexive actions as well as to still the sensations playing over the head of my cock as I wait for my body to relax.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 06:21:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She finally stops moving as he starts to jerk and cum inside her, panting for breath as he holds her close. Her head slowing rests on his shoulder, breath tickling across his chest as she enjoys the slowly ebbing waves of pleasure still running through her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>08-09-2009, 00:34:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As my body slowly relaxes I take Kozzy's hair in my hand and stroke it, while my other hand wanders over her back.&nbsp; I nuzzle into her neck, lightly kissing and nibbling as I feel her relax into me.<br><br>My penis slowly shrinks and finally falls out to lie wetly against my thigh. I love the feel of her lying on me, in the intimacy and feel no urgency to move, content to rest here, though in the back of my mind I know that eventually we will have to shift.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>08-09-2009, 03:53:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozakura slowly opens her eyes, after her breathing returns to normal, after a few long moments of enjoying the touches to her hair and neck. She smiles and lifts her head, kissing his lips softly before sliding off him to one side, to lay with one arm and one leg still draped over him. <br><br>"I'd say that was worth the wait, myself."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>08-09-2009, 10:16:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mocking her I ask, "Worth the wait?&nbsp; Were you waiting?"&nbsp; <br><br>Continuing to stroke her with my free hand I say, "The anticipation was well ... quite something, and all my expectations were certainly fulfilled."&nbsp; <br><br>Trying to hide my grin I ask, "But out of curiosity, why do you think that as humans evolved, men got to pee standing up, while women are able to have multiple orgasms?&nbsp; Look at me, the 'old fella' will be lucky to raise his head again in days while you've been having it off routinely tonight."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>08-09-2009, 18:44:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Blinks, and then laughs at his teasing. Shaking her head a little as she slides her fingertips lazily back and forth across one of his collar bones. "I think...that if men had multiple orgasms, they'd never do anything but." <br><br>She grins, and kisses his shoulder. "Then where would we be?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>08-09-2009, 23:16:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Giggling with her, I say, "Aren't you the clever clogs.&nbsp; Although, it would seem to be a nice 'place' to be."&nbsp; <br><br>I snuggle into her to better appreciate her softness and warmth.<br><br>"Now, by the way, are you saying that sex only occurs because men are the initiators?&nbsp; That a woman doesn't think about sex, except when a man precipitates it?"&nbsp; I try not to giggle to hard.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>09-09-2009, 19:20:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grins and shakes her head. "No, not at all. Personally I have a very healthy libido." She looks amused. <br><br>"But, if men could easily have multiple orgasms, they'd not have the will to stop and go do something productive." She grins widely.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>10-09-2009, 00:24:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah.&nbsp; So you are off to do something productive now are you?"&nbsp; <br><br>Running the tips of my fingers along her side, I say, "I look forward to seeing what you produce."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>10-09-2009, 22:00:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laughs freely, almost a giggle, and a bit infectious, not like her more restrained laugh when she was in public, which was still pleasant but much softer. "Well, right now I was thinking about taking a rest. But if you want something productive...how about a cold drink?" She smiles, lifting one hand to prop her head up, her hair still damp from the shower and mussed from their activity.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>11-09-2009, 05:51:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Giggling along with her, I say, "I'd love to just cuddle up with you, tucked into my body, but I'd also love to indulge in a Muscat.<br><br>Snuggling more into her so I can nibble, "So, I'm in a real dilemma, for if I have the Muscat that would mean that I'd have to sit up proper so as not to spill it, and be able to sip it.&nbsp; In that position, I couldn't cuddle up to you.&nbsp; Oh dear.&nbsp; What to do?"&nbsp; <br><br>"I think I'd prefer to have you tucked into me, than to tuck into a Muscat."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>11-09-2009, 19:01:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles as he speaks, one finger tracing along his jaw as she listens, and then finally nods. "Fair enough. No Muscat for now." <br><br>She leans in and kisses him softly. "Just me." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>11-09-2009, 22:54:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're more than enough for me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>12-09-2009, 03:09:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozakura smiles, leaning over to kiss him again, before she rests her head next to his own, closing her eyes. "Well then, lets rest some, Country. And whenever you wake up, I'll be here." <br><br>She smiles still, as she cuddles against him, drowsy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>12-09-2009, 04:05:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Comfy, Kozzy snuggled in tight.&nbsp; What could be better?</em>&nbsp; "night"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>12-09-2009, 13:38:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In the morning, a bit late since they had stayed up so late having fun, Kozakura carefully untangles herself from him, and heads into the bathroom. Quietly closing the door, she gets a shower, and then wearing one of the plush white bathrobes provided, she goes into the front room to order room service. <br><br>It should be there by the time he wakes up, she thinks. She chills some champagne, as it always went wonderfully with brunch and orange juice, and sets out glasses for it, then moves to check on him from the door way.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>12-09-2009, 23:06:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Reluctantly I opened my eyes to a soft morning light.&nbsp; Kozzy’s fragrance lingered on my skin, and I could feel her warmth in the bed.&nbsp; Pulling the sheet up I roll over to find her standing in the doorway, all bundled up in the white robe, hair still moist.&nbsp; <br><br>“Good morning beautiful.&nbsp; You’ve been busy.&nbsp; Get your body over here!”<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>13-09-2009, 02:29:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiles a little as he wakes up and sees her, heading over to the bed. She leans over him, arms around his neck, the scent of her shampoo reaching him. <br><br>"How'd you sleep?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>14-09-2009, 01:17:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hello my lovely lady ... Don't you smell nice."<br><br>Yawning as I wrap my arms around this rug clad beauty, I manage, "I slept like I had been sedated.&nbsp; &nbsp;How about you? ... And what have you been up to this morning?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>14-09-2009, 02:05:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chuckles a little at his choice of words, and kisses his chin, before pushing up onto her hands, still leaning over him. "I got myself clean, and ordered us breakfast. It will be here shortly, I should think."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>14-09-2009, 03:19:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And don't you smell nice&nbsp; - lovely.&nbsp; Breakfast huh?&nbsp; After dining at the 'Y' last night, something a bit more substantial would fit the bill.&nbsp; Is it a cooked breakfast or continental?&nbsp; But, first up, I need a trip to the loo.&nbsp; Do I have time for a rinse?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>14-09-2009, 13:30:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles. "Thank you. It's a bit of both, since I wasn't sure how hungry you'd be after last night." Her dark eyes twinkle with amusement. "Go ahead, I'll wait for you." She pushes up off of him, and goes into the front room to wait for room service to knock.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>15-09-2009, 10:17:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Damn!&nbsp; I miss her as soon as she leaves.&nbsp; That was comfortable with her flopped on me, kissing me.&nbsp; Now I'll have to shower alone and join her in the lounge.&nbsp; <br><br>Scamper, scamper, scurry, scurry, scrub-a-dub, shave, and now find my own clothes ... oh, right, left them in the lounge.&nbsp; Oh well, guess I'll try this fuzzy thing that matches Kozzy's.<br><br>Now to join the fair maiden.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>16-09-2009, 03:40:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he gets out, she had laid out glasses of orange juice, champagne, and silverware on the coffee table, the rolling cart next to it housed a selection of breakfast items, from fruits to cereal, eggs, bacon, sausage, and pancakes. <br><br>She smiles and offers him a plate, starting her own, after he picks out what he wants. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>16-09-2009, 04:37:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I chuckle to myself as we dance about the breakfast cart.&nbsp; I stepping back to allow Kozzy to serve herself first, her stepping back in her role as being of service to me.&nbsp; Finally, I step in and load my plate with a variety of the fresh fruit slices on offer.<br><br>Setting my plate down, I quaff my glass of juice, and stepping in behind Kozzy as she busies herself with her own plate, lifting her hair to nibble her neck. <br><br>“Champagne my dear?”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>16-09-2009, 04:49:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs as he starts to let her go first, and shakes her head. As he finishes and sets his plate on the table, she takes a little bit of fruit, a slice of bacon and sausage, some eggs, and toast with jam. She leans back against him as he nibbles at her, making her shiver a little. "Mm, yes, it goes perfectly with brunch, don't you think?" <br><br>She slides away from him and sets her plate down.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>16-09-2009, 05:06:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Perfectly with brunch?&nbsp; Now that’s a great new word.&nbsp; Champagne with your OJ or on its own?&nbsp; Personally I’ll just get into the coffee.”&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>I stand poised with the bottle…<br><br>“What are the plans for the day.&nbsp; Sightseeing, picnic, laze about, or do I just pay my account and bugger off?&nbsp; For all I know, you might have other bookings.&nbsp; Kinda forgot about you being on the game.&nbsp; &nbsp;And, speaking of, I’m surprised you didn’t insist on protection.&nbsp; I completely forgot in all the excitement, but wouldn’t that be a bit of an issue for you?” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>16-09-2009, 13:27:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs. "I'll start a pot, it completely slipped my mind." She stands and heads into the small kitchen adjoined to the front room. She answers him as she puts in a coffee filter and starts to measure out the scoops. "We can do whatever you like. And I have no other clients, you have my full attention for as long as you want." <br><br>She pauses, spoon over the coffee filter as she catches his last words. Had she forgotten as well? She smiles a little. "Don't worry about it. I'm healthy." It seems he may have touched a nerve there, and perhaps she really did forget herself, in all the excitement. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>17-09-2009, 00:25:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You know I could have made my own coffee.&nbsp; I really don't require you to serve me, even if it is rather pleasant.&nbsp; I think I would be more comfortable, if you were just you, rather than feeling that this is a service provided because I've paid for it.&nbsp; But, that being said, I suppose given our 'arrangement' it is rather hard to separate the two.&nbsp; Something that might be completely natural for you, could appear purchased for me."<br><br>Watching her as she went about in the kitchen, I ask, "Would such a thing as having your full attention for as long as I want be possible?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>17-09-2009, 03:32:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles a little and looks over her shoulder, whatever uncomfortable thoughts she had been considering passing. "I would make you coffee one way or another, Country." She grins, then. "You don't know where everything is, for a start." <br><br>She smiles and heads back over to him while the coffee brews, to sip her orange juice. She considers his second question and looks up at him, her smile faint again. "Of course it's possible." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>17-09-2009, 06:04:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What an idyllic thought.&nbsp; It may be nothing more than a flight of fancy, a tantalizing fantasy, but I have had the underlying thought since early last evening that perhaps you were suggesting the possibility of an 'arrangement' that might be more long term.<br><br>I munch happily on a slice of paw paw, gazing admiringly at her as I contemplate such a situation.&nbsp; The stark realization of my imminent return to the opal mine quickly dampens any enthusiasm I am experiencing.&nbsp; <em>Kozzy would never manage in an environment like that, nor could I offer her any sort of life style comparable to that which she experiences and expects.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>17-09-2009, 13:53:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiles and heads back into the kitchenette as the coffee stops dripping, getting a mug down and pouring some for him. There was cream and sugar on the cart, so she simply returns with it and hands it to him. "Well, I wasn't exactly suggesting it, but it's definitely a possibility. It's been awhile since I've met someone I like enough to want that sort of arrangement again, I must admit." She smiles and sits down next to him, digging into her breakfast. <br><br>"But I wonder how well I might fit in with the other people around you." No mention of the mine, she wouldn't have been working in it, after all, right?&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>18-09-2009, 00:53:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“My dear Kozzy, the mine would be a terribly, lonely and boring place for you.&nbsp; I work there with my friend Affram.&nbsp; Affram is of Iranian heritage, but is second or maybe even fourth generation Australian.&nbsp; Other than him there are no other people around; the only other company is a couple of dingos.&nbsp; We live underground because of the high temperatures, and have no contact with the outside world except for the postie who arrives at irregular intervals with our mail and groceries.”<br><br>Raising the mug to my lips I taste the coffee.&nbsp; “You make a good cup of coffee.”<br><br>“It is neither a life nor a location suitable for you so any thoughts I might have entertained were really nothing more than a fantasy.” <br><br>Piling my plate with a selection of eggs and toast, I tuck in.<br><br>“So, let us enjoy our time together, and plan our day.”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>18-09-2009, 03:55:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Carefully keeps her face neutral as he speaks, and then smiles and nods as he digs into his breakfast. Was she disappointed? If she was, it didn't show, she was very good at keeping her emotions wrapped up tight, after all. <br><br>"Well, what sort of things would you like to do? Swim? Shop? Stay inside and be lazy?" She sips her champagne. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>18-09-2009, 04:09:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking at her slyly, I say, "If we stay inside, we would not be lazy."<br><br>"I do wonder though about Ibiza.&nbsp; I'm not familiar with it at all, other than now knowing that it is renowned as a centre for sex holidays.&nbsp; Do you know the island well?&nbsp; Is there such a thing as a market, where the locals gather to sell their wares, share rumours and good times over food, coffee and wine?&nbsp; But again, you are pandering to me.&nbsp; What would your interests be if you had the day free to be yourself?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>18-09-2009, 04:12:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs softly and shrugs. "No, I suppose we wouldn't...no, I don't know the place well, I only got here a few days ago." She smiles a little sheepishly. "I'm not even used to my room, yet, really."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>19-09-2009, 08:06:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He laughs softly with her.&nbsp; "I guess the two of us together would stand a good chance of becoming lost." <br><br>Sucking the last of the coffee, I look to Kozzy as I rise, "Are you ready for coffee, or do you want to stay with the champers?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>19-09-2009, 13:37:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grins a bit as she considers. "Well, I think that depends on if you decide we'll stay in today." She winks at him, and then digs into her breakfast. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>20-09-2009, 05:55:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh ho!"&nbsp; Coming up behind her, I stroke her hair, running my hands along the side of her neck.&nbsp; Leaning forward, I whisper, "Then I'd best serve more champers." before kissing her ear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>20-09-2009, 17:11:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiles as he moves behind her, tilting her head at the touch to her neck. "I guess you'd better, yes." She leans back against him lightly, and holds up a piece of bacon for him to nibble on. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>21-09-2009, 00:35:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Releasing her ear in exchange for the bacon, <em>not near as good</em>, I slip my hand between the folds of the robe cupping the weight of her breast in my hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>21-09-2009, 03:25:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shifts her weight a little as he slides a hand into her robe and cups her breast, setting the bacon down and taking a drink of orange juice before abandoning her breakfast entirely. <br><br>Instead she just leans back against him slightly, closing her eyes and enjoying his touch, the slight roughness of his hand against her smooth skin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>21-09-2009, 04:07:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“You are a wanton little wench aren’t you, albeit a damn fine one?” I tease, as she leans back against me.&nbsp; Her subtle or perhaps not so subtle invitation had been a surprise, and her immediate response to my touch was delightful.&nbsp; I can almost feel her breast becoming warmer within the palm of my hand as I stroke that soft, smooth skin, searching out the nipple to softly caress and stroke it with the tips of my fingers.&nbsp; <br><br>Standing there, feeling a bit foolish, with her breast in one hand and a bottle of champers in the other, I lower my head to softly kiss the top of her head and with a chuckle, whisper, “Would you like me to pour for you now?”&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>21-09-2009, 05:01:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laughs softly at his teasing tone. "Mm, I suppose I am..." She murmurs, enjoying his touch. Finally, she moves, but only to gently take the bottle from his hand and set it aside, as if pointing out she didn't need any alcohol to enjoy him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>21-09-2009, 05:15:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Well, it seems that we know what we will be doing today.&nbsp; I'll have to give some thought to what we'll do.&nbsp; Surely I didn't use up my whole bag of tricks last night, did I?<br><br>Grabbing the champers I tilt the bottle to my mouth and fill my mouth with the cold fizz.&nbsp; Twisting the chair around, I open the panels of the robe pulling them apart and lower my mouth to her breast, sucking her nipple into that cold, fizzing cauldron then allow the fizz to pour from my mouth over her breast and cascade down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>21-09-2009, 05:30:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blinks as he turns her around and pulls her robe open, feeling his lips wrap around her nipple and then she squeals a little as the cool, fizzy liquid dribbles over her breast and down her chest and stomach. <br><br>"Country!" She laughs a little, clearly surprised. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>21-09-2009, 07:10:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What?" I say pulling back to watch the fizz dribble and foam off her breast.<br><br>"Had to be better than an ice cube.&nbsp; Later it might be a bit sticky so perhaps I should lick it off now?&nbsp; Lets see, add a few strawberries, some chocolate, a bit of fizz and the taste of you.&nbsp; How scrummy will that be?&nbsp; I'll save the ice cube on your nipple for later shall I? "<br><br>Giggling helplessly, I sit back on my heels.&nbsp; <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>21-09-2009, 13:47:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs and shakes her head, watching him sit back and laugh. "Just don't complain if I get -you- sticky, then." She grins and winks at him, then takes the bottle and sips from it. She leans in and kisses him, sharing the cool drink from her lips. <br><br>Once he had stopped laughing enough that she wouldn't choke him, that is.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>22-09-2009, 00:21:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				What a novel way to share champers.&nbsp; Although at first, I thought I might well choke as the foaming liquid flowed from between her lips into my mouth.&nbsp; As the flow abated I settle more into the kiss, savouring the play of my lips on hers, on tasting her mixed with the tartness of the wine.&nbsp; <br><br>Reaching up, I undo the belt of the robe, allowing the panels to fall open as she leans to me.&nbsp; My hands reach for her and close on her waist.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>22-09-2009, 04:13:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She tries not to smile, since that would mess up the kiss, feeling his hand pull her robe open, the air against her skin. She hadn't bothered to put anything on beneath it, perhaps for just such a reason, feeling his hands slide against the curve of her waist. <br><br>Eventually, she slides into his lap, straddling him, her arms slipping about his shoulders as she deepens the kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>22-09-2009, 05:41:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nestles comfortably in my lap, the kiss becoming more and more intense.&nbsp; Moaning softly, I begin to nibble her lower lip, grasping it between my teeth, pulling it gently into my mouth while massaging it with my lips, my tongue and the tips of my teeth.&nbsp; <br><br>All the while, my hand roam freely over her back, stroking, scratching with the nails, stroking sometimes firmly, other times softly with the tips of my fingers, then opening my hand to scratch and scrape their rough surface over her soft, smooth skin.&nbsp; As my yearning grows, I know that soon I will want more, that I will need more.&nbsp; That I will want to feel her skin against mine, to feel her soft pliant body against mine, that deep inner bond of her molding against me, of our hands, and mouths exploring one another, striving, stimulating, arousing one another.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>22-09-2009, 13:47:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozakura can feel the eagerness in his touch, the yearning. Eventually, as he nibbles pleasantly on her lower lip, she lets her hands slide down the front of his robe, to tug the tie open. A bit of shifting, and she has it opened and parted, to allow her thighs to rest skin to skin against his own. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>23-09-2009, 00:47:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she opens my robe so that her body comes against mine, I marvel at how enjoyable it can be to make love with someone who not only enjoys sex, but also actively participates.&nbsp; Someone who knows and enjoys the pleasures of her body and her partner's body.&nbsp; Someone who is willing to explore and laugh.<br><br>The pleasure from the feeling of her thighs enclosing mine, the softness and warmth of her body where it presses against me causes a catch in breath and a shiver to run up my stomach.&nbsp; <br><br>Deepening the kiss, I bring one hand around to stroke her breast, lightly brushing the pads of my fingers across the tip of her nipple.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>23-09-2009, 04:17:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sighs softly at the feel of his fingers sliding over her breast, her nipple reacting to the slight roughness of his skin, stiffening. If last night was a needy, lustful rush, this was much slower and relaxed. <br><br>Her tongue tastes of him, traces of bacon still lingering beneath the fizz of the champagne, before both faded. Her fingers slide up his chest slowly, enjoying the warmth of his skin beneath them as she let him explore again. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>23-09-2009, 13:49:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Both hands cup her breasts, capturing the nipple between thumb and forefinger and lightly squeezing.<br><br>My stomach tightens and shivers as her hands slide over my chest.&nbsp; <br><br>Releasing her lips, I nip the point of her chin before lounging back to gaze up at her.&nbsp; &nbsp;A beautiful image that will stay with me forever when I'm down in the mine.&nbsp; Her body crouched over me, the taught planes of her stomach rising to the lovely flushed breasts, nipples erect straining into my hands.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>23-09-2009, 14:05:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shivering at the gentle pinch of her nipple, which makes it harden completely, she shifts a little, to push herself closer, push her chest into his cupping hands eagerly. <br><br>Smiling at him as he leans back to look up at her, she slides one hand lower, over the tense muscles of his stomach, and then lower still. Her fingers brush just barely over his thigh, teasingly close to something else, but not quite...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>24-09-2009, 11:47:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You are beautiful." This woman overwhelms my senses as she presses her breasts into my hands and in reflex my hands tighten their grip.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Then as her hand glides over my stomach and onto my thigh, near so near, I feel myself throb as the muscles in my stomach and groin tighten.<br><br>"Did I mention how much I love you?&nbsp; How much I want to please you?" I manage to gasp.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;Then to slow things down, to cause a diversion, I look into the dark pools of her eyes and ask, "Do you think it possible that a woman can orgasm from the stimulation of her breasts?"&nbsp; &nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>24-09-2009, 13:39:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles, softly, at his compliment, her fingers trailing slowly over his thigh. "I think you mentioned it, yes..." <br><br>A slight tilt of her head, as she considers her question, meeting his gaze easily. "I don't think so...not unless you're one of the extremely rare women who can climax on command, more or less. I'm not lucky enough to have that much control." She smiles wryly. "But...you're welcome to try." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>25-09-2009, 01:31:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Was that the answer I had been looking for?&nbsp; Well in a way I guess it was, for her answer gave me a deeper insight and knowledge about her.&nbsp; First she derived pleasure from stimulation of her breasts, but that much was already obvious even to blind Freddy.&nbsp; Second, she had never explored how much pleasure she could derive and third she was willing to explore, but I would need to bear in mind that she didn't enjoy pain.</em><br><br>Without changing anything that I was doing with her breasts, and still looking deeply into her eyes, I say, "Well, then I guess we will have to explore the possibilities.&nbsp; Have you ever stimulated your breasts yourself?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>25-09-2009, 04:06:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She tilts her head a little as she keeps his gaze, smiling a little. "Sometimes, yes. Mostly if I'm trying to tease someone. I greatly prefer having someone else do the touching, however." She gives a small shrug, shifting her breasts in his hands. "It seems I'm...more sensitive to others touch, than my own." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>25-09-2009, 07:57:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>The reply doesn't help me as much as I had hoped.&nbsp; If she had been accustomed to arousing herself, then she could have given me a clear indication of how to proceed.&nbsp; But, as she has only been aroused when others are playing with her breasts, then there is always the possibility that the fact of the stimulation causes the arousal, rather than the actual stimulation.&nbsp; After all, the largest sex organ is the brain itself.&nbsp; The thought of doing something can be as arousing or possibly even more arousing than the actual activity.&nbsp; Reading or watching something erotic can be arousing.</em><br><br>"Well then, we know that your breasts have a heightened sensory response to a tactile sensation.&nbsp; My observation would point to your nipples being more sensitive and responsive that the areola or the remaining surface of your breast.&nbsp; Does your breast as a whole respond more to light, gentle, tickling sensation or to deeper harder pressure?&nbsp; As I pose this question, I loosen her breasts and slide my fingers from her chest over the mounds towards her nipple then clasp the breast my hand closing tightly over it.&nbsp; "So, a tickling feather, fingers stroking, or deep pressure?"<br><br>"Or, there is the possibility that it starts as one response then changes. .... There is always the possibility that your nipples respond the same, but we will get to them."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>25-09-2009, 13:50:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She watches him closely as he speaks, and then laughs softly as he finishes. "I'm not sure anyone has tried to pleasure me in such a businesslike manner, Country." Her eyes showed her amusement at how serious he had suddenly become, how specific. <br><br>"I enjoy all of the above...but I think if I had to choose just one, a deeper pressure." She smiles faintly, continuing to study his features. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>26-09-2009, 07:11:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"'The expression is that it is always a business to do pleasure with you', but I'm not sure that the expression should apply to me.&nbsp; And, I must apologize for being so serious for a moment.&nbsp; We don't want to distract ourselves from the pleasures to hand, or rather in my hand."&nbsp; <br><br>So saying, I lower my gaze to her breasts, and trickle my fingers over the surface of her breasts till the tips linger and frolic over the nipples, then close and apply a traction to the nipples, stretching them ever so slightly away from her body.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>26-09-2009, 18:20:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She tries not to laugh as he continues on in the same tone, simply nodding instead. <br><br>As he slides his fingers over her breast, she shivers a little, glancing down as he tugs lightly on the points of her nipples.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>27-09-2009, 05:47:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Releasing one nipple, I stretch the other still further, then use the nails of a finger from my free hand to scratch across the tip of the stretched nipple.<br><br>"You know Kozzy, if no one has ever questioned what stimulates you, then perhaps this side of you has never been fully explored. If your arousal has always been left to others, perhaps they only explored sufficiently to satisfy themselves, and not to determine how much you could be aroused."<br><br>&nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>27-09-2009, 19:17:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling as he speaks, she tilts her head just slightly to one side. "That's an interesting point, yes." <br><br>She shivered again as his nail slides over her nipple. "You're quite welcome to continue exploring." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 11:07:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>The more I am with this woman, the more I realize that she is without equal.&nbsp; But, I am also aware that I must not do anything that will cause her to lose her spirit, her openness and willingness to discover her sexuality, to try new things.</em><br><br>"Thank-you my dear.&nbsp; I shall."&nbsp; With that, I drop my hands to her waist and begin to tickle her, moving up along her sides to her armpits hoping that I have caught her completely unawares with this unexpected action.&nbsp; <br><br><em>She probably wouldn't have been anticipating me trying to tickle her when my hands are full of her tits.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 17:16:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There's a moment, just barely a heartbeat, where she's confused by his tickling. And then she burst into laughter, squirming and trying to catch hold of his hands to stop them, nearly falling off his lap with her wiggling. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 00:38:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laughing riotously with her, I slow and stop my tickling, wrap my arms around her body to steady her and then draw her her to me so that I can kiss those laughing lips, while looking into her deep, dark eyes glinting with the pleasure of the moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 04:33:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozakura laughs and squirms a bit, even after he stops tickling, giggling as he kisses her. Finally, she calms down, and returns the kiss, though a bit wary of where his hands might wander, now. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 10:46:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While enjoying the kiss, I have to chuckle to myself as I note the wariness in her eyes and the tentative manner of her kiss as if she was preparing herself for the possibility of something unexpected happening.<br><br>But, I only mould her to me, as I stroke her back under the robe.<br><br>Finally breaking the kiss, I whisper, "At some point love, I may want to re-explore the contents of the 'toy' cupboard, but not for a while yet."<br><br>So saying, I slip my hands down over her waist and hips, then under her to stroke her stomach and up to once again capture her breasts, closing my fingers with her nipples firmly pressed into the palms of my hands.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 05:23:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles a little as he whispers near her lips, and a light shiver runs down her spine as he cups her breasts, making her sigh. "Well, I won't argue, either way." Murmured softly as she leans in to kiss him again, this time less wary. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 10:51:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Kozzy leans in to kiss me I close my fingers behind her nipples stretching them away from her breasts.&nbsp; <em>I am already certain that she enjoys this attention and will respond quite strongly to it.&nbsp; Now to take it a bit further and assess the response</em>.&nbsp; So, I begin a milking action on first one nipple, then the other, repetitively, alternating the tightening and stretching action from breast to breast finishing each stroke with one of her nipples clamped firmly between my fingers..<br><br>&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 13:57:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shuddered as he pulls and stretches her nipple, then squeezes firmly, inhaling sharply through her nose as she lets her tongue slip past his lips to explore. Her hands move to rest against his sides, fingers splayed, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath as she let him experiment. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 11:54:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Ah Kozzy I can only marvel and wonder at the sensations you are experiencing as I feel you shudder.&nbsp; </em><br><br>Tasting and teasing your tongue with lips, teeth and my own tongue I continue the milking action of each nipple before releasing both your breasts.&nbsp; <br><br>Reversing my hand, I enclose a nipple between my fingers while grasping it with the tips of my fingers of the other hand; stretching it till it is clear and I secure it between the scissor like grip of my fingers.&nbsp; Now I roll the nipple with my thumb while squeezing down with my fingers against the tissue lying behind.&nbsp; &nbsp; My free hand returns to your other breast to resume the milking action.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 04:14:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Slowly breaks the kiss as his fingers find new ways to stimulate her, taking a deep breath as she slides her fingers over his stomach and waist. Finally her arms wrap around him, her fingers gripping at his lower back to snug herself up against him, as her breathing grows heavier from his attentions.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 04:59:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>As she pulls herself against me the tightness of her body is pure pleasure.&nbsp; With a response like that all I can do is increase the pressure.</em>&nbsp; I tighten the fingers on both hands, pressing ever more firmly with my thumb, squeezing her nipples even harder as I stretch them further and further from her body.&nbsp; <br><br><em>I really do begin to wonder when the pleasure will become pain, or, at the moment, is it all one and the same for her?&nbsp; </em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>02-10-2009, 13:53:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After a certain point, she did flinch, leaning in to him to relieve some of the tension he had created. She didn't bother to say it out loud, as she knew he was paying attention. Instead she tilts her head, leaning in a bit further to kiss and nibble at his neck. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 02:08:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The silent language of lovers.&nbsp; Sometimes a moan, or a sigh, or even just a movement.&nbsp; Each and everyone conveying a special meaning, a special communication between two individuals who have become as one.&nbsp; <br><br>As Kozzy leans in to me I know instantly that I need to back off slightly, while her lips and teeth on my neck encourage me, re-assure me that all is well, that she wants me to continue.<br><br>I immediately release her breast from the strong milking action, opening my hand and allowing her breast to snuggle into the palm.&nbsp; Then using her weight I compress her breast against her rib cage - not something that is easily accomplished given the firmness of her breast, then close my fingers and thumb encasing all of her breast within the firm grip of my hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 04:04:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he released her breast from his tighter pulling, to instead grip and press in against it, she shuddered. Her sigh was decidedly pleased sounding, and she let her tongue trail upward along his neck to his ear, nibbling. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 10:01:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>You delicious enchantress!</em>&nbsp; I shudder as Kozzy's tongue runs along my neck, from both her response as well as from her stimulus.<br><br><em>If the change on one breast was good, perhaps two will be better?</em>&nbsp; &nbsp;I change the grip on her second breast to replicate the first.&nbsp; Now both breasts are mashed into the palms of my hands, fingers and thumbs closing and squeezing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 17:16:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As his other hand shifts it's grip to mirror the first, she whimpered near his ear, starting to squirm slightly in his lap. It made her body rub up against his in interesting ways, as she continued to nip and lick at his ear and neck, encouragingly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>07-10-2009, 00:02:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I delight in her response as she nibbles at my neck and her moans are echoed with my own.&nbsp; When she shifts her pelvis in an effort to position herself to stimulate herself against me, I whisper, “I feel sure my dear that a certain part of your body is demanding some attention.&nbsp; Perhaps it is becoming jealous or envious of the attention that you breasts have been receiving?”<br><br>Nipping what I can reach of her shoulder I ask, “Should we accommodate pussy’s demands and give it some attention, or do we make it wait?&nbsp; Does it get angry when it is ignored?”<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>07-10-2009, 04:07:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laughs softly at his words, as she nuzzles against his ear. "Hmm...well, personally, I'm quite eager for it to have some attention as well. But I'm happy enough to let you take the lead..." <br><br>She runs the tip of her tongue along the edge of his ear slowly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>07-10-2009, 04:15:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well then, you'd best slide it on up here, so that I can pay some close personal attention to poor pussy's nose with my lips and tongue."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>07-10-2009, 16:57:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She thought for a moment, unsure how to bring herself closer to his face at first. Then she shifted, leaning back and literally sliding her hips up to him as he had said. Her legs draped over his shoulders, her short frame draped over his lap as she looked up at him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>07-10-2009, 23:21:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As my chuckles slow from her response I delight in the sensation as Kozzy slides her hips up my body, over my chest, and then positions herself over my face.&nbsp; Now her pussy is just above my lips, her thighs spread to either side of my face.&nbsp; I slide my hands around her hips, up over her stomach, pressing and scratching with my fingers as I work up her body to her breasts, enclosing them in my hands to resume the constrictive grip.<br><br>The aroma from her pussy washes over me and I gaze at the beauty of her labia spread before my eyes.&nbsp; I need only raise my head slightly to engulf those lips within my own, to probe and bathe their surface with my tongue, to spread them and seek out that hard, little nub with lips,tongue, and teeth.<br><br>With my hands I attempt to elicit every amount of arousal possible from her breasts, while I restrain myself from delving into the delight of tasting her, making her wait for that moment when my mouth seeks out and contacts her cunt.&nbsp; Letting her mind work on the stimulus of the anticipation of the promise.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>08-10-2009, 05:03:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozakura sighs as he starts to lick her, a little electric surge running through her as he presses against that sensitive nub. Shuddering hard from that little touch, she lets out a breath, closing her eyes and enjoying his attentions. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>09-10-2009, 00:01:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I close my mouth greedily over Kozzy's lips, sucking them deeply into my mouth, while my tongue opens and spreads them, brushing along the length and depth of her channel until it curls and laps over that hard nub protruding from under its cap.&nbsp; Stiffening my tongue I flick and vibrate the tip against her as my lips caress and nuzzle hers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>09-10-2009, 04:51:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moaning, she tries not to arch too much as his tongue and lips pleasure her, as she might just fall right off his lap. That wouldn't be very sexy, and certainly would hurt. <br><br>It wasn't long before she was groaning regularly, her breathing heavier as his tongue flickered over the sensitive nub of her clit. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>09-10-2009, 06:20:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Kozzy moans and groans I become more and more turned on in empathy with her.&nbsp; With her seeming so close to release, I increase the pressure on her breasts, alternately sliding my fingers over the globe to the nipple, compressing, stretching before returning my hands to the base.<br><br>I begin to apply more and more pressure to her labia, sucking her into my mouth, close my teeth around her clitoris and apply fast, hard strokes across the tip with my tongue.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>09-10-2009, 15:29:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The building of her pleasure speeds up as he starts to work more firmly, and as she feels the gentle pressure of his teeth against her clit, she gasps and shudders. <br><br>A few moments of that was all it took, and she was tensing, letting out a short cry as she reaches her peak, her fingers clutching the arms of the chair to try and keep herself in place. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>10-10-2009, 04:11:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When I feel Kozzy tense I ease the pressure on both her breasts and on her clit.&nbsp; As she releases I hold her against me and slow the rhythm of my tongue and soften it, gently and slowly I lap across her labia, removing the direct stimulation from her clit while maintaining attention to the area around it and across it's cap. My lips gently roll her labia, lightly stretching and releasing them. <br><br>Gently, softly, slowly, all the while murmuring quiet endearments to her as I hold her close in my arms.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>11-10-2009, 17:17:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shuddering and whimpering in pleasure, she eventually, gradually relaxes. She loses herself in all the sensations he gave her, and the quiet murmurs of his voice, her chest heaving with her heavy breaths. <br><br>"You're...quite good at that..." She finally manages after a few moments to get her wits about her. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>12-10-2009, 02:31:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Continuing to hold her quietly, I reply, "Kozzy, comments like that will go straight to my head.&nbsp; I love it when you talk 'dirty' to me.&nbsp; Do tell me more."<br><br>With that, there was no containing me, and I begin to giggle foolishly.&nbsp; <em>I don't even know if she will think my comments comical at this point, arousal and comedy might not go together too well, and then my humour could be a tad dry.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>13-10-2009, 04:15:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozakura blinks at his giggles, and then starts to laugh herself, shaking her head. She carefully slides her hips down, so she could wrap her arms around his shoulders instead, kissing his nose. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>15-10-2009, 01:35:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nibbling on her chin, I say, "You make me good."&nbsp; <br><br>I slide my hands around her back, down over the curve of her hips and bottocks, stroking and snuggling her into me.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>15-10-2009, 16:44:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles and slides her arms a little tighter around him. "Oh, I doubt that. Perhaps I've woken the skills, but you already had them." <br><br>A little tilt of her head before she started to plant kisses all over his face, trying not to grin. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>15-10-2009, 23:20:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then my dear Kozzy, your skills are without parallel." I manage to mumble as my face becomes the focus of her attention.<br><br>Cupping her buttocks, I lift her slightly to poise her sex over my erection, the tip nestling against her lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 16:02:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shivers faintly as he uses his grip to lift her, wiggling herself against him as she feels the head of his shaft brush against her. <br><br>Another shift, and she attempts to push her hips down, if his grip will allow, eager for what came next. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>19-10-2009, 22:27:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(ooc - days have blown out on me.&nbsp; a foal in intensive care, not one of my own, is making huge demands on my time.&nbsp; She has to be bottle fed every hour or so, in addition to all the other work attendant upon a stabled mare and foal)<br><br>As Kozzy wiggles in my hands, positioning herself over me, I slowly lower her, feeling the slick, hot, wetness of her vagina enclose and engulf me, until she rests firmly in my lap.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Raising my hands from her buttocks, I slowly and tenderly stroke her back, while my lips nibble across her face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 04:44:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((OOC: If you need to pause, feel free, I understand completely! Otherwise, just continue at whatever pace you want, I won't complain if you have a day or two between posts.))<br><br>Kozakura lets out a slow, long sigh as he sinks into her, shivering a little as she rests there for a moment, adjusting. He'd feel her smile as he nibbles at her, and eventually, she'd start to roll her hips, using her knees braced against either side of him to lift and lower herself in his lap.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>21-10-2009, 23:33:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				AS Kozzy adjusts herself in my lap, every movement seems to cause her vagina to stroke and caress my shaft and I shudder with each slight shift of her hips.&nbsp; The stimulations from the wall of her vagina playing over the head of my cock cause my back and stomach muscles to tighten, lifting up my chest so that my torso tightens against hers, seeking that skin on skin contact.&nbsp; <br><br>Murmuring noises, my lips seek hers as my hands splay, fingers digging into her flesh; pulling her into me.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 04:49:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozakura continues the slow, steady movements of her hips, her breath catching a little as she feels his fingers spread and grip her to pull her closer. <br>She meets his lips eagerly, tasting of champagne and orange juice still as she kisses him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>05-11-2009, 11:23:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I try to devour her as each movement of her hips causes waves of tension through my body.&nbsp; I crush her to me as my body tries to thrust into her but is compelled to wait for her movements to create the stroking across the glans that I so desperately desire.&nbsp; Her weight holds me in place while my body desperately strives to thrust into her.&nbsp; Each shift she makes with her body, every roll of her hips is transmitted directly to my cock.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>06-11-2009, 15:45:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shifts, movements changing subtly, once, twice, until she found the angle and speed that made him groan out. She kept that pace, then, grinding herself against him as her breath catches, forced to pull back from his lips to breathe. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>12-11-2009, 01:29:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Kozzy adjusts herself and releases my lips, I throw my head back.&nbsp; Clasping my hands tighter around her I aid and match her movements and timing, grinding her into me then lifting her up as my shaft explores her depths and strokes the walls of her vagina.&nbsp; Not long now!!!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>12-11-2009, 04:43:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozakura gasps for breath as Country helped her movements, enjoying the feel of his fingers gripping her and guiding her. She was nearing her climax, and could tell he was as well, and so she quickened her pace just a little, grinding turning to bouncing in his lap. <br><br>Then she would finally cry out in bliss, her back arching as she tried to keep up her movements, fingers gripping his shoulders tightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>15-11-2009, 04:23:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Clutching Kozzy to me, I try desperately to control the waves coursing through me, trying to wait for Kozzy.&nbsp; Anxiously I stitch kisses along her neck as my body stiffens and arches.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>16-11-2009, 16:58:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her moans grow louder with her climax, as she clings to him in return, though her hips continue moving. Grinding against him, trying to push him over that edge as well as her whole body shivers in pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>16-11-2009, 22:09:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				AS she moans against me the spasms course through my body and I strain to bury myself inside her.&nbsp; My body demands me to thrust deep into her and stay there as my cum spurts into her but her movements against the sensitized cap cause me to jerk and groan with the intensity.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>17-11-2009, 04:13:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozakura finally stops as she hears his groans, her hips slowly coming to a stop, feeling him jerk inside of her. She pants for breath, resting her head against his shoulder as she recovers. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>17-11-2009, 07:37:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thankfully Kozzy slows and stills allowing my spent body to quieten.&nbsp; Clasping her to me, I mumble sounds against her neck while I try to maintain our balance. <em>How can she be doing this to me?&nbsp; </em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>17-11-2009, 15:56:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Breathing finally slows, and she lifts her head just a bit as he mumbles, smiling a little. "I'd say that was a decent breakfast." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>18-11-2009, 02:13:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ahh my love!&nbsp; With you there doesn't seem to be a fast to break.&nbsp; <br><br>I revel in the feel of her against me, stroking her back, nuzzling her neck, caressing her hair. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>21-11-2009, 17:53:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She almost giggles at that, smiling as she rests against him, perfectly happy to stay that way for the time being, enjoying his touch. <br><br>Only after awhile, when she had regained some energy, did she finally slide off of his lap to stand, stretching a little before pouring them both some more orange juice. "Rather thirsty after that, aren't you?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>22-11-2009, 05:52:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It is with regret that I allow her to slip from my lap, but I certainly admire the view as Kozzy stands before me stretching.<br><br>Orange juice - "Juice would be nice although it is a shame to wash away the taste of you.&nbsp; <br><br>I glance down at Willy lying coiled in my lap, soaked in our juices.&nbsp; <em>When, I wonder, was he ever so well fucked?&nbsp; There was no doubt that Kozzy's body was a study in perfection.</em><br><br>If I were younger, I would no doubt be desperately striving to demonstrate my prowess, but for me now, the pleasure of her company would suffice
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>24-11-2009, 04:54:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grins a little and hands him a glass of juice. "Well, that can always be fixed later. For now though, better hydrate yourself." She winks at him and then sits on the arm of his chair. <br><br>"Plus, I'm still a bit hungry, after that pleasant interruption." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>24-11-2009, 05:08:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I accept the glass while musing that I much prefer her juice, and toss about the idea that 'it can always be fixed later'.&nbsp; Interesting thought.&nbsp; <br><br>Leaning slightly against her, it would seem a shame to move but I'd best follow her lead and make sure she tucks in.<br><br>"Can I fix you a plate?&nbsp; Were you looking for something light like fruit or hoping to tuck into a full cooked brekky"?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>28-11-2009, 04:18:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmm...well, I'm sure I'll need my energy, so I'll definitely have some bacon and eggs, at least." She smiles and rests an arm around his shoulders as he leans against her. <br><br>"I'm thinking you'll wear me out, if I don't eat properly." She grins at him and winks. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>29-11-2009, 23:02:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"One bacon and eggs coming up.&nbsp; You know, you are definitely good for an old man's ego.&nbsp; <br>Comments like that make me feel kinda chuffed".<br><br>Rising I brush her lips with mine as my hand moves to cup and caress her bum.&nbsp; Moving over to the buffet I glance at the now cold and congealed bacon - <em>oh well</em>!&nbsp; I add some fresh fruit to the plate as well; a much more satisfactory source of energy, and it still looks appealing.<br><br>"Did you know that I've heard that the vagina is the most efficient machine ever.&nbsp; It can be started with a finger, is self lubricating, and automatically changes its oil every month.&nbsp; Although it may have a temperamental owner".<br><br>&nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>02-12-2009, 04:57:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Returns the brief kiss, and watches him as he places fruit onto the plate along with the cold bacon, and then blinks at his comment. She bursts into laughter after just a moment to process his words, ending up shaking her head. "I suppose we can be, yes."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>02-12-2009, 08:49:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Returning with the plate I teasingly hold out a bit of bacon for her to munch on.<br><br>"Now, while you're talking about wearing out, what do you think you've done to me"?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 18:45:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozakura smiles and takes a bite of the bacon, shrugging one shoulder. "I'm thinking you're at least as tired as me."&nbsp; <br><br>"But I think you'll recover."&nbsp; she grins and winks at him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>07-12-2009, 07:38:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Matching her grin I catch her nipple between my fingers and stroke it lightly while continuing to extend the piece of bacon towards her.<br><br>"Recover yes, but not for a while.&nbsp; Now, what are we to do today"?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>08-12-2009, 05:00:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grins and nips at the bacon. "Don't know...what do you want to do?" <br><br>She tilts her head a little as she watches him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>09-12-2009, 00:19:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hopefully there's a bit of a twinkle in my eye.<br><br>"With someone as beautiful as you standing before me in the buff, what do you think I might want to do?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>09-12-2009, 17:23:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laughs and shakes her head a little. "Oh, you've recovered already?" She grins and picks up her robe, slipping it on. <br><br>"There, now you can make your choice with less distraction." She says with more than a hint of amusement. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>10-12-2009, 07:43:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Damn, now the view's been ... well I won't say spoiled ... lets say altered.&nbsp; The mind's eye can well remember the view, as well as the feel, taste, texture, softness, firmness, wetness, heat and the responses".<br><br>Grinning I add, "As for recovery - I don't know if I mentioned anything about that".
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>10-12-2009, 16:58:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs softly and picks up a piece of orange, biting into it and some how managing to keep most of the juice from dribbling. <br><br>"Well, then you should be able to think of something that's relaxing that you'd like to do, hm?" Grins a bit as she munches on the fruit. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>11-12-2009, 09:54:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ok, let's grab out swimmers and head down to the pool."&nbsp; I think I packed my budgie smugglers so we should be all set.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>11-12-2009, 17:15:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles and drains the last of her juice. "Right, will do." She heads into the bedroom, shucking off her robe in the process and hanging it on the closet door as she hunts for a swimsuit. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>11-12-2009, 22:19:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Damn but the view is good as I watch Kozzy search for her bathers.&nbsp; Grabbing my speedos from my case I slip into them, take up my robe and a towel and continue to watch the show of this beautiful woman.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 17:10:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Finally finds one she's happy with, and slips into it, a simple black suit, somewhere between a one piece and a two piece. The back and sides were open, with a narrow strip of fabric connecting the two down the center of her stomach. She slips on her robe then, and picks up a towel. <br><br>"Ready?" She smiles at him and walks towards the door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 07:43:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ready"?<br><br>Hastily I pull myself back to reality after watching Kozzy slip into her cozzy.&nbsp; Grabbing up my things, I trail after her out the door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>17-12-2009, 04:54:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods and smiles, slinging her towel over her shoulder and heading out the door with him, toward the elevator. "I'm guessing you won't need sunblock." She grins.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>17-12-2009, 07:33:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There you're quite wrong my dear.&nbsp; I'll need lots - and guess who's job it will be to slather it on?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 19:11:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs and shrugs a shoulder as they step into the elevator. "I'll be happy to, dear Country." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>13-01-2010, 01:21:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozzy is such a tease and a flirt; everything with her is fun.&nbsp; Even in a trip in the lift she uses her body language in such a way as to continually show that she seems to enjoy herself, that she loves life.&nbsp; <br><br>As I follow her out towards the pool, I realize that with my skin being more used to spending long hours underground I won't be able to spend much if any time under the direct sun.&nbsp; <br><br>"Kozzy, may I suggest that I at least, park myself under one of the 'Cabanas' if that is what they are called.&nbsp; Perhaps we can pick one where you can spread yourself out in the sun while we can still be near one another?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 18:11:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles and nods to him as she slips an arm into his and guides him to one of the various awnings that provide shade around the pool. "Of course my dear. Though I don't usually lay in the sun for very long at a time." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>31-01-2010, 00:42:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Kozzy.&nbsp; This is a delightful arrangement.&nbsp; Allow me to take your robe, and once I've disposed of mine, perhaps you would be so kind as to slather me with the sunblock."<br><br>With a silly grin I say, "I, am looking forward to the sensual delight of returning the favour, that is of course if you need the creme."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>31-01-2010, 22:59:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I don't usually stay out long enough to need it, but I would certainly hate to rob you of your fun." She smiles, slipping her robe off and then waiting for him to lay down. <br><br>Taking the sunblock from him, she starts on his back, being thorough as she rubs it into his skin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>07-02-2010, 06:19:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As I stretch out, I feel the cold creme spread over my skin.&nbsp; I am then delighted as Kozzy unexpectedly begins to spread the creme, not as I had expected with it being thinned out over the surface, but rather she works her thumbs, fingers and the palms of her hands into me, so that the action becomes a sensual experience.<br><br>"Well." I say "this is an unexpected pleasure.&nbsp; If you keep on like that, I may never get around to you.&nbsp; Rather, I'll just lie here and enjoy the sensations you are creating."&nbsp; I glance back over my shoulder at her as she kneels beside me, her face deep in concentration or is it contemplation?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 17:55:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs a little at his comment. "well, we're in the shade, I doubt I'll burn." She says, her fingers slowly working at his muscles, using the sunscreen almost as a lotion. "I figured, you did come here to relax, yes?" She asks curiously. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 23:10:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I let her fingers work; deriving more and more pleasure from her attention.<br><br>"Relax?&nbsp; Well I suppose in a way I did, although this establishment was identified to me as a resort.&nbsp; So the 'relaxation' that I was was expecting is quite different from what I have experienced.&nbsp; And, while it has been relaxing, I have found much, much more."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>21-02-2010, 19:26:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs softly as she works, clearly having some training in massage. Granted, it made sense for her to take a few classes in it, with her profession. <br><br>"I see, so your friend left you completely blind to it's real nature. Which is why you were confused to begin with."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>28-02-2010, 22:15:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The feelings that Kozzy is producing are more and more enjoyable.&nbsp; So much so, that I prepare myself to simply relax and allow her to work her magic.<br><br>"Yeah.&nbsp; I was totally unaware of the reality.&nbsp; Not that I'm complaining mind.&nbsp; You are truly delightful to be with and I don't mean that in the sexual sense.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 18:02:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kozakura smiles as she slowly works any and all knots from his shoulders, before moving downward. "I'm glad you think so, I've found your company extremely enjoyable, myself." <br><br>She grins a little. "And I mean that in all senses."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>15-03-2010, 13:08:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's very kind of you.&nbsp; I would guess that you might get all types, some of whom would be less enjoyment, but then, you did say that with this kind of establishment, the clients tend to be good.&nbsp; &nbsp;I just hadn't considered the full ramifications of your statement."<br><br>I lie there and snuggle further into the mat as her hands and fingers wander over my body; now firm, now gentle.&nbsp; A whisper of a caress, then a deep probe into a tender spot.&nbsp; "Have you had training or experience in the Japanese methods of massage?&nbsp; Not that I would know the difference or know anything about it.&nbsp; What you are doing to me is truly enjoyable and I am becoming more and more reluctant to move.&nbsp; &nbsp;I have heard rumours that the Geishas had training in the art of erotic massage.&nbsp; Do you know anything about that?"&nbsp; <br><br>"While I lie here, and enjoy the attention, and trust me, it is very enjoyable, tell me, if you were to head out on the town, what would be your pick of food styles?"&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>16-03-2010, 04:38:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiles slightly as she slides her hands over his back and shoulders, even working up his neck and just at the base of his skull to the muscles there that most would miss. "No, I can't say I have. Geisha were actually not known for anything erotic, really. They were just companions...sort of a more legal version of myself, minus anything physical." She sounds a bit amused. "They worked with music, jokes, and knowing how to converse about current events or business." <br><br>She thinks for a moment. "Well, I've not been one for tapas, myself, which is most popular here. Other than that, I'm actually not that picky." She smiles. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>23-03-2010, 23:06:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wow Kozzy! Both of your replies surprise me.&nbsp; On my way out of Oz I was reading a recent book by Bryce Courtney.&nbsp; The book is about a Dutch woman who was captured as a teenage girl by the Japanese.&nbsp; She and her family were living in Sumatra before the second world war<br>and were there when the Japanese invaded.&nbsp; <br><br>Anyway, Bryce normally does some pretty thorough research of his subject for his books.&nbsp; In this case, he describes how the girl was trained by two Geishas to become an expert in bondage so that she could serve the army Major.&nbsp; Bryce describes some erotic massage techniques in detail and provides English translations of the terms used."<br><br>&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>01-04-2010, 18:42:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmm. Well, perhaps my information isn't entirely correct? Though from what I've read, Geisha weren't supposed to become involved with their clients sexually, yet there were a lot of prostitutes who dressed like Geisha." She shrugs slightly. "I'll have to look into it more, I suppose." She smiles a little, still working on his back. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>country</strong> on <strong>06-04-2010, 00:11:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, well."&nbsp; Shrugging I admit,&nbsp; "Like you, I had never understood Geisha's to be anything other than skilled companions and entertainers although some would or could become the mistress of a particular sponsor.&nbsp; Incidentally, in this book. the technique is referred to as 'kinbaku'."&nbsp; <br><br>Stretching my arm down and back I attempt to place my hand on her thigh.&nbsp; "Now, while I am quite content to lie here all day and allow you to explore and ease the tension and knots in my back it really isn't necessary for you to serve me.&nbsp; You could quite easily stretch out and relax." <br><br>&nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Place - Kozakura's Room</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ObsidianRae</strong> on <strong>07-04-2010, 18:14:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs softly as he places his hand on her thigh, and she pats it lightly. "My hands are getting a bit tired, so I'll take a break." She pulls another lounge chair close and stretches out. "So what sort of plans do you have for me today?"
			</dd>
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