Chapter 4
After a short nap and a tray of cheese and fruit, Judas lay with his latest paramour. Full of mischief, he dripped the juice and flesh of pomegranates over her breasts and then licked it up.
With his mouth and tongue drawing on her skin, a wanton wildness was let loose in her, and she arched her back. “f**k me, Judas,” she whispered as she carnally splayed her thighs, welcoming him cozily between them. While her passion burned, her p***y parted and dripped with her female juices, waiting for Judas’s wicked conquest. Judas was just about to enter her when she opened her slumberous eyes and saw a servant watching from the shadows. “Judas,” she said with a breathy voice. “Do you usually provide an audience for your liaisons?”
“What do you mean?”
“There, in yon shadow.”
Judas tu
