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more interested now. "You
licked pussy for the audience, eh?"
    "We did much thing for the
coin."
    Nino reached over and moved aside the
colorful rags that made up her skirt, so he had the fine view of
her shaved cunt as she sat cross-legged before him. "You like women
more than men then?"
    She shrugged. "I like pleasure. Man,
woman, not important. There are much ways to climax. Many roads for
pleasure."
    That certainly made sense to Nino,
although personally he enjoyed cunny, not dick. He did like to see
women together, however. It was most arousing and also relaxing
since all he need do was observe. He often watched some of the
wives pleasuring one another, while he handled himself to a
leisurely climax.
    He slipped a finger up into the
wench's soft pussy to see if she remained wet. She did. He smiled.
Christ, she felt like heaven. He didn't think d'Anzerays would ever
get to those holy heights, but this was surely the next best thing.
"Soon I will fill this again, but with my cock this time. As soon
as I am hard again, I'll have more of you. It shouldn't take long
before I'm raring to ride once more. Will you be ready to welcome
me in again?"
    "Why? Would it matter to you if I not?
If I sore?"
    "I can be patient."
    Her reply was scathing. "You a boy. A
cub. Cannot be patient."
    Affronted, he snapped, "I am one and
twenty. You are younger, are you not? What are you seventeen?
Sixteen?"
    "I have lived nineteen winters," she
replied.
    "Good." He was glad to find her
younger than him, but not too much so.
    "My knowing of the world is great.
Large much than my years."
    He laughed. "And you will
gain even more knowing tonight, wench. For the coin I've paid, I will fuck you as
many times as I choose tonight and in many different
ways."
    She said nothing, but watched him with
her tigress eyes. Yes, she was like a prowling, watching tigress
with her lean strength and powerful gaze.
    "Touch yourself," he hissed. "I want
to see you come by your own hand."
    Leaning back in the straw, arms
crossed behind his head, he waited and watched, half
smiling.
    The woman slowly removed her garments,
each gesture elegant and graceful. Teasing. His cock twitched. He
crossed his ankles, stretching out to be comfortable.
    "Work your cunny and let me see the
dew trickle down."
    Now completely naked but for the bells
around her wrists and ankles, she stood over him and caressed her
pussy while he stared up at her, marveling at her beauty— her
smooth, dark skin and her long, sensual fingers sliding over, then
between, her sticky labia.
    Her spine arched and she threw her
head back, all that shiny black hair swinging down, stroking her
rounded buttocks back and forth.
    Nino watched the drops of moisture
form and coat her fingertips, saw her pussy blossom like a rose bud
in summer, witnessed her muscles tensing as the orgasm wrenched its
way through her. She was exquisite and a wonderful performer,
knowing how to tease, how to hide and then reveal.
    "I should like to bring you home with
me. My brothers and our wives would enjoy you very much, I think."
Grabbing her hand, he drew her sticky fingers to his mouth and
licked them clean.
    " Wives ?" She sat beside him in the
straw.
    "We share our women, even our brides.
It makes life simpler."
    The woman frowned. "Not simple.
Tangled like too much snakes in basket."
    "It is not. Sharing is good. It keeps
jealousy and possessiveness at bay." He pushed her down in the
straw and burrowed his face into her wet pink quim to lick up the
remnants of her masturbation. "Does it ache from the
fisting?"
    She opened her legs wider for him.
"Yes. It is... pleasing ache."
    "Good." He kissed those pouty lips. "I
do not know whether my brothers have ever fisted a wench. They will
probably never believe me when I describe it."
    "How much brother you
have?"
    "Six." He settled his mouth over her
and lapped leisurely at her naughty spring. She gasped and
twitched, but did not try to close her legs.
    "And all share your womans?"