Chapter Six
Michael’s Second Fantasy
Her bare legs rose either side of his head as he knelt before her upon the carpet of her study, his naked and depilated body straddled either side by her powerful and equally bare brown thighs as she sat at her ease on a chair she had placed in the middle of the room.
Never had being handled by a woman while naked been less exciting to him.
And a woman fully-clothed at that.
The legs that fixated him so notwithstanding; the same legs to whom the five brothers belonging to his had been paying homage since seeing them clad in hose for the first time, the skewed and unappealing countenance that was her face diluting his lust for her not a jot.
“It is for your own good and will help you be more… pleasing …to me,” she cooed to him, the warm breath pass
