Jazell was on her bed, lying on her back with her head facing the ceiling. With a smoking pipe between her lips, she puffed out the smoke after inhaling it, then shivered, a moan escaping her lips.
The rising burning incense only seemed to fuel the moment, the scent from the incense consuming the whole room.
One of the maids in her chamber was pleasuring her, her face buried between Jazell's thighs. Jazell was wearing a thin black nightgown; her body could be seen through the gown, and she wasn't wearing anything underneath.
She sat up gently, parting her legs to give the maid more access. As a soft moan escaped from her lips, she had her hand entangled in the maid's hair, stroking it, as insane pleasure washed through her body.
Suddenly the smoking pipe between her lips falters as she
