06-22-2010, 01:24 AM
Tiff moaned softly after tasting her own milk, kissing back with unusual confidence. Her hand found his erect cock and began to stroke it teasingly, her ever present blush only adding to her charm. "I havent met anyone even half as trustworthy as my handmaiden. No one but her has touched me since I left." She said softly. Tiff was a queen now, not a slave, and so even she had needs and pleasure slaves to fulfill them.