Avia’s MasqueradeShort story available to $1 donors and above (4 Pages).Here’s a preview

Avia’s MasqueradeShort story available to $1 donors and above (4 Pages).Here’s a preview:          As Avia steadied herself on a couch she saw it; a woman bent over in the next room, her red skirts around her waist as a man divested her of her smallclothes.  As the garment slipped away Avia beheld her netherlips beneath her round posterior.  They were pink, plump and dripping with honey.  The man brought the fabric down to her knees and licked a finger before running it up the woman’s exposed cleft.          Avia was a virgin.  She had dallied with a boy at a party before, playing at kisses and touches, but her mother told her enough to stay away from men until her betrothal was confirmed.  The nuns told her to never get caught by a man out of the family alone, that too many were wicked and would press themselves upon her.  The woman in red seemed to very much enjoy the man pressing upon her.  The sight made Avia very aware of her own nethers.  They ached to be fondled, spread and filled.          Avia’s bosom had grown especially large in recent years, and her gown was cut to be dangerously enticing.  The ultimate effect was that her large breasts spilled forth from the bodice and the blush of the upper curve of her areolas was only barely concealed by the lace across it.  When looking straight down, they were not hidden at all.  They hung pendulously over her corset and bounced heavily with every move.  Her peaked nipples and deep cleavage drew the gaze of every man within eyeshot, and likely several women. -- source link

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