"Please," your voice is shaking with excitement, "I have never laid with a woman, never even thought of the possibility, yet at this moment I want nothing more. Have your way with me!"
Anja smiles and does not hesitate, pulling your body against hers and kissing you passionately on the lips. Her nimble tongue dances with yours inside your mouth and tastes faintly of cinnamon.
Her hands roam across your back and down to your peasant's skirt. She slides it off and then squeezes your firm backside in her warm hands. She rolls so that you are beneath her and begins to explore your groin with her fingers, working across the folds of your womanhood and teasing your clit. Her lips and tongue move down to your breasts, wet kisses hot as fire. You shiver against her and moan as she sucks and licks your nipples until they are burning hot and hard as stone.
She looks up at you, her golden eyes filled with lust, and whispers in her husky voice.
"How shall I please you my dear?" She asks. "Whatever you desire." |