[Eleanor's Interest in Adam +20]
The hell? Why is she bringing up Diana right now? Or is she talking about some other daughter? And why is she looking at me like this?
"I'm sorry but I'm not sure what you mean, my Queen."
Eleanor gripped my face tighter, squashing her big thighs on my cheeks.
I felt the bulk of her anti-rape nuscles obliterate the space inside my mouth, and it made my gums indirectly connect with the power and authority of a tall woman's legs.
"Then what is this that I see on your lips?" Eleanor, with refined style, extended her index finger.
She then grazed it on the wetness of her upper thigh's skin, before using it to touch my lips.
"Muh leeps?" My oral orifice had taken on the shape of a fish mouth due to being compressed from both sides and my ears were blocked out.
