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Subject: {ASSM} Tokens of Love 2: A Traditional Engagement Part 3/4
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This story is intended for the enjoyment of adults over the age of 18 or 
whatever the legal age is in your part of the universe. It contains fantasy 
scenes of graphic sexual activity.
   Please, if you are under the age of 18, or if such material will offend 
you, use your intelligence and read no further - delete file. Otherwise.... 
enjoy!

Distribute freely if you wish but please, not to minors

Tokens of Love 2: A Traditional Engagement Part 3/4


by Nessus

CB Mast FD

All Nessus stories are at www.asstr-mirror.org

Luisa informed her mother that she had accepted me and they immediately 
through themselves into planning the wedding. My opinions were neither 
sought nor offered. Instead, I worked around the estate doing the tasks that 
were listed everyday on a notice board in the kitchen.

Virtually ignored for two days and very horny, I threw myself into my chores 
wishing for relief as my cock squirmed. I was surprised to see on the list 
of chores the instruction to go to Luisa's room. I bounded up the stairs and 
tentatively knocked on the door, waiting until she called for me to enter.

She was still in bed, propped up against pillows with her magnificent hair 
spilling against the white linen as she read a newspaper, absently nibbling 
on a piece of toast. "Naked, darling," she commanded without even looking at 
me and I immediately complied. "Run a bath for me," she said and I moved 
quickly into her adjoining bathroom and started filling the huge bath.

When I returned, she was naked against the pillows and I ogled at her large 
breasts and the dark hair of her pussy. The phone rang and she answered, 
spreading her legs and motioning me to her pussy with a pointed finger.

As she chatted on the phone to a girl friend, I gently kissed, licked and 
sucked at her juicy pussy while the bath filled. Unfortunately, she showed 
no signs of reaching orgasm and, after a while, she indicated that I should 
stop to tend to the bath. Reluctantly, I pulled away from her pussy and 
returned to the bathroom to adjust the faucets.

Luisa walked in, the phone call completed and bent over to test the water. 
My eyes were drawn to her round ass as she bent over and my cock throbbed in 
its metal prison. She saw me staring at giggled. "Darling, you like my 
bottom?"  I nodded and she turned the water off, her round bottom wobbling 
as she did so. She smiled at me and bent over with her legs apart and her 
hands resting on the bath. "Would you like to kiss it?" she asked sweetly 
and I flushed in embarrassment.

"Yes," I croaked, cock pounding. "Please can I kiss your bottom?" She nodded 
imperiously and I kissed her round cheeks. She shifted her legs further 
apart and I could plainly see her pouting hole and her pussy. "And now?" she 
teased. "What would you like to do now?"

I stared at her pouting rear hole and knew what she wanted. "Please," I 
asked my voice cracking and my face crimson. "Can I lick your bottom?"

"Not my bottom, dear. My asshole," she said and I was shocked to hear her 
say it.

"Can I please lick your asshole," I begged and she smiled at me over her 
shoulder, nodding. I sank to my knees and tentatively began to lick her 
hole, the acrid taste biting my tongue.

"Hmm," she murmured, wiggling her bottom so my face nose was caught between 
her cheeks as my tongue probed. "Ohh," she giggled, "that tickles but it's 
nice. Hmm," she moaned softly and I realised she was getting aroused by my 
tongue in her ass.

Suddenly she pulled away, sat on the bath and pulled my face to her pussy. 
She was soaking wet and my tongue did its dance to lead her to a quick 
orgasm. Luisa kissed me on the forehead while her fingers lightly held my 
cock encased in its steel. "That was different, darling but nice. Different 
things will help you get more tokens and get this off for a while."

After her bath she attached the second token and dispatched me to wash the 
cars while she worked on the invitation list for the wedding. Later in the 
day I was clipping the hedges near the pool while Luisa lay on one of the 
lounges in her white bikini and sunglasses. I couldn't help but sneak 
glances at her body as I worked.

Veronica walked out and gave her the portable telephone. "It's Andrew, 
Luisa" she said and Luisa took the phone. Who was Andrew I wondered as she 
laughed and giggled into the telephone while I worked on the hedges.

I was deep into the maze area when Luisa appeared. "Darling," she said, 
pulling my cut-offs down and I nervously looked around to make sure the 
hedges hid us. "Down," she ordered and I lay down on the lawn. Luisa sat on 
my face in the classic sixty-nine position, her bikini pants smothering me 
as she moved around. "Andrew always makes me hot,' she said, pulling the 
crotch of her pants aside so her pussy covered my mouth. "Lick, damn it," 
she moaned. "I love looking at your poor cock, the cock you've given me," 
she moaned. "All red, locked away. Lick me!"

My tongue worked frantically as I was gasping for breath; buried deep in her 
juices and suddenly she moaned and squeezed my head with her thighs. 
Unsteadily, she rose and adjusted her pants and walked away without a 
backward glance. I pulled my shorts up and slowly walked back to the 
guesthouse for a shower, my mind reeling with the reaction this Andrew had 
generated in her. On the bed was the third token and note telling me to be 
prepared at 6pm.
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