1. The Slithering: The Cloak and the Dagger


    Date: 9/8/2015, Categories: Fetish, Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    accompanying it. He also could taste an odd-textured liquid that was a bit thick. &#034Where did you get this wine?&#034 asked Oliver. &#034Oh it is in my late husband's f****y Monsieur,&#034 replied Angelique, as she sipped her wine glass. &#034One of the finest Pinot noirs in France and it was made in 1834, which was a very good year. Do you happen to like it Monsieur?&#034 She continued to look at Oliver, with a bit of mischief in her eyes... Oliver smiled as he nodded and continued to tip his full glass, downing the rest of the oddly tasting wine. &#034There's just something about a good wine that...t-that.....hmmm...sorry I'm starting to feel...a little....I can't keep my eyes...&#034 Angelique continued to maintain her smile as she sipped her glass again. &#034Monsieur Oliver? Are you feeling alright?&#034 she said, feigning concern. &#034I-I'm...getting..sl**py....W-What...what did you...do...ohhhhhhh...&#034 Oliver suddenly dropped his wine glass and collapsed onto the couch, completely u*********s. A Cheshire cat-like grin appeared on Angelique's lovely face, similar to a cat that just ate the canary. She leaned her body back against the chair, as she slowly spread her legs apart. Lightly tugging on the soft fabric of her nightgown, she pulled back the sheer, lacy hem of the lengthened undergarment, exposing her dark red panties, which appeared rather damp and moist. Slipping her fingers underneath, she slowly tugged them downwards, as she let her red-polished ...
    fingers move closer; they slowly entered her wet pussy, which made Angelique shiver in ecstasy. Pulling her two fingers out, she raised both of them, now coated with her own sticky white pussy nectar; the smell of her inner juices was always intoxicating to Angelique. It was the same milky white juice that she had laced and mixed into Oliver's wine glass before he took his sip, and the reason he immediately passed out. She then dipped her two fingers into her own wine glass, eyeing the sticky white liquid collecting in a light swirl inside her glass. Quickly stirring the glass until the white liquid was near invisible, Angelique gulped down her drink, no longer being polite and elegant, and finished it with one big swallow, licking her bl**d-red coated lips in a wanton manner. Licking her fingers to savor the last remnants of her wine, Angelique displayed a rather perverted grin on her lovely face. It was almost too easy to trick that idiotic, lowlife blacksmith into coming here, and even easier to get him to drink her &#034wine.&#034 She knew that Oliver would not pass up the opportunity to steal Thomas's dagger and bring it over here, presenting it as his own work. What a complete fool; well, no matter, Angelique thought, I must get this boor ready for when Thomas arrives. Angelique suddenly grabbed a small handheld bell and lightly shook it, making it ring. Within a few minutes, the lovely servant girl Colette had quietly entered and stood by her Comtesse's side. She looked down ...
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