Amber figured they just wanted to feel her young newbies brushing against their chests while they waltzed with her. “May I suggest that though the potion may have physical affects that wear off there is still an emotional effect that arises not from the wine but from the experience enjoyed during the encounter inspired by the wine. XXX Then you both can come join the gathering and let everyone admire that magnificent bosom you are showing.” Lady Vishra spoke about Cadwarra’s breasts as if she was discussing Cadwarra’s chainmail hauberk or iron mace. You aren’t just using her as a beard? And would Uncle Triander be expecting a piece of ass, too? She must not have been the first girl who needed Lord Vishra’s fuckjuice washed off her before going back out in public because the clerk calmly fetched a washcloth and soaked it in a bucket of cold water.
