I clung to him, a new desire swelling in me.A pure desire.My tongue danced with Sven. I was his wife. He was my husband. My prince. I clung to him tig...tly, my arms locked around his neck. His hands stroked down my back, rustling the fabric of my dress, pulling the cloth tight over my breasts, my nipples aching.The rest of my family appeared around me as the light faded. They were all my wives, even the sex slaves. Their faces beamed around me as they reached in at me. Their hands fumbled at my. Things would be normal, just a fun time. It had to be. I wouldn’t know what to do if it wasn’t. The wait at the airport was the worst, the anticipation. Sitting in the terminal looking out the window at all the planes come and go. That night, or really morning, only hours before, I was masturbating, fantasizing about having sex with him. Something lingered though in the back of my mind; a thought perhaps that I had forgotten. But for the first time ever, I had willingly masturbated to my. More

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