I won’t be telling you anything.”
It occurred to Teluri that she didn’t really have to choose just one. XXX “I’m just letting you catch your breath.”
As she finished speaking she drew back her hand again and delivered another slap, harder now. With a casual gesture she sent the hairbrush back. The nymphs tongue pushed against her, delightfully warm through the already wet silk of her underwear. She moaned as it brushed against her clit. This time it was a thick belt, quite wide and made of supple dark brown leather. “I didn’t think the Archmage was such a pushover.”
Teluri smiled, Clarissa really was a tough one.
