WARNING!!!! SLIGHT SMUT AHEAD.
Malik laid on his stomach, almost afraid to breath. He was nervous. How would her touch feel on his bare skin? Would he manage to endure it? His questions were answered shortly as Maimuna's soft fingers massaged through his sculp.
She was serious in her doing as she massaged his head. This helped the king relax and enjoy the massage. Her fingers in his hair felt like heaven. It was the softest and most comfortable feeling that he has ever experienced. As her fingers worked their way to his neck, he let out an involuntary moan.
Maimuna ignored it as first. Wanting to make him feel better she straddled his waist as her hands kneaded his neck. His shoulder blades were thick and manly making her silently drool over his back. Her eyes shone at the sight before her. His frame was like a feast to her hungry eyes.
