~Sasha the Safari Queen~


Arthur began to relax as he lay beneath the me, the naughty safari Queen. He looked over my light olive skin as I straddled my long legs on either side of him. I parted my robe, exposing my breasts adorned by necklaces that hung near them. Jewels of the finest. His calloused fingers began groping between my thighs, offering an unfamiliar pleasure with his roughness.

I was tightly straddling on top of him until he could take my teasing no more. He sat up, pushed me on my back and lye atop of me. He pressed his lips against mine, hard and passionatly, forcing my thighs to part with his legs.I opened easily at his will, instantly feeling him bring his hot masthead to the dark curls of my pelt. He watched as I shuddered with sheer pleasure as he plunged forward and down.. I cried out to the Heavens for mercy, for I experienced erotic emotion. The muscles in my buttocks clenched as I came to some sort of peak, more than I had ever felt in my whole life. What was this man doing to me that could make me feel so sinful but yet love the like of the visage of Satan poised above me. . . .