The Dragon's Stone
Tru gives me a mischievous smile, “What if I want you to take advantage of me? Maybe right now I need a beastly dragon, not prince charming.”
I stare up at her as she slowly removes her shirt. My eyes widen as I look at her bra. It’s black and lacey. The cups mold to her breasts, and her hardening nipples peep through. Without thinking, my hands move to touch her. As my thumbs brush over her hard buds, Tru asks, “Do you like it?” I nod without looking away. Tru’s hands move over mine. With a smile, she says, “The underwear match. Would you like to see them?” My eyes snap to hers, and after taking a hard swallow, I nod again.
Tru moves off me and removes her pants. With a flirtatious smile, s
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