She does

The door to the boiler room opened part way, and Adam saw the dark-haired maiden slip through the gap closing it firmly behind her. She looked fantastic in her flower-print sarong, his heart thudded painfully in his chest and in spite of the near 40 degree temperature Adam felt a chill run down his spine. What was he going to say to this beautiful woman?

“Honored Sir” Winlay’s voice sounded as exotic as her caramel colored skin. “Our elders were greatly shamed that you found none of our offerings acceptable…” Adam’s mind whirled, was she doing what he thought she was? “Sir, my father is the Chief of our small island. He has instructed me to please you in any manner that you wish.” Oh, Landers, she was. He might have had the strength to rebuff Winlay the naïve initiate of Xelta, but Winlay the Barrington Island maiden wearing that damn sexy outfit of Sister Margaret’s was more than he could take.

“Winlay,” He tried anyway, but she interrupted him almost immediately.

“Please sir, do not shame me as well.” Her voice was low and soft and he could not back away as she crossed the room to stand only an arm’s length away. When her hand pulled the polished wooden pin out of the fold on her right shoulder the cotton sarong fell in a heap around her ankles and she stood in her glorious naked golden skin before him. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life, easily as pretty as the loveliest of the Barrington Island maidens certainly more desirable than any courtesans.

Adam swept her into his arms and lifted her much shorter body to his mouth. Her lips were as soft and full under his mouth as he remembered but there was none of the hesitation or shyness of the last encounter. She pressed the curves against the thin linen of his shirt in an invitation that was older than recorded history. Adam’s body responded in kind; his erection painful trapped in his shorts until Winlay knelt at his feet to work the laces open finally freeing his manhood and stroking it with her soft palms.

“Is this pleasing great Lord?” She asked him still playing the role of a maiden pleasing a strange visitor to her island paradise. She must know full well how eagerly his cock was responding. Before he could even answer she engulfed the swollen head of his shaft in her mouth and he groaned softly. This had to stop! He had to stop, she had to stop. Oh Xelta Crews someone had to stop! She worked his shaft with gentle movements of her tongue interspersed with occasional blissful moments when she sucked him so deeply into her mouth that he could feel the back of her throat before she had to return to the teasing of her tongue.

If he didn’t stop her now he’d explode into her mouth, it wasn’t that he didn’t want to; it wasn’t even that he was worried about taking things too far with her. All Adam could think about was, as good as it felt to have her mouthing him, he wanted so much more from Winlay. He wanted everything this curvaceous beauty could give him!