“These bars hinder me…”

“These bars hinder me… can you take me to your cabin?” you begged, rubbing his cock hopefully.

The ambassador smiled at your attempt to sway him. He took your face firmly in his hands, kissing you full on the mouth, tasting your lips and tongue, his tongue forceful and sure. His large hands slid over the curves of your body, caressing your new tits and fingering your sensitive nipples. You found yourself shivering in delight.

Your pussy throbbed, your juices running freely down your thighs. You wanted this man more than anything. You knew he was going to give you what you needed. You broke the kiss, gasping for breath.

“My cabin, but I want you to nothing but a slur when I return you. Modesty is a luxury you cannot afford.” He laughs.

“No my modesty. I am thinking of your reputation and our comfort. Our ease of access…”

“Really?” His hands moved downwards, feeling your smooth skin, tracing the contours of your body. You moaned softly as he touched you. The sensations were exquisite.Then his hand cupped your sex. You inhaled in surprise.