Accept the Proposition
From Lord Of Utterdom
You don't need to be told twice.
You take Agadora's hand and lead her to a quiet room off the beaten path, an old store room used to keep sacks of flour and wheat. Very seldom do the servants ever even bother with the room, as the kitchen is usually fully stocked. You shut the door behind the two of you and turn to face the woman.
She doesn't need any prompting. She immediately kisses you full on the mouth, her tongue desperately searching for yours, entwining with it, as she presses her body full against you. Your hands find her bottom, and through the fabric of her dress, you squeeze at the round orbs and pull her tighter to you.
"You are so very handsome," she says, pulling her mouth from yours as she grinds her body into your own. "You make me wet just from your kisses." She reaches down and takes hold of her dress, bunching it so it crawls up around her waist. You are amazed to see she wears nothing beneath, and that her glistening quim is completely hairless. She seems to notice your attentions.
"I have a servant girl who uses hot wax to remove my hair. I find it makes sex more pleasurable." She leans in and puts her lips to your ear. "Have me however you like."
