Her breasts were beautiful. Her hand slipped up and over one and then up and over the other. Hardening nipples softly scraping against the undersides ...f her fingers. Then she clutched herself lightly, fingers mashing into her pliant mound.She kneaded herself with a sigh."Your perfume is slaying me," the man had whispered in the elevator. "I saw your face when you got on, and now your hair is gleaming even in this dingy light."She felt herself blushing, even now as the morning sun slanted. I got neither the former nor latter. “It just me Eric” I heard a familiar soft girly voice. “My dad impersonation is getting really good huh?” “A little too good if you ask me” I chuckled nervously as I tried to calm myself down “Eric why’d you do that to mom? I thought you really liked me when you did what you did to me, but you looked so angry at her just now. It was scary” she began to tear “Lyd I do like you, and it wasn’t the same as what I had to do to mom just now. Let me explain…” I. "That I cannot know, oh Lady." No, you wouldn't, innocent and honest as you are, my girl. Return to your father now with my thanks. Don't speak of this to others, you hear?" No, I wouldn't, Lady. Who would come to me if I told on those seeking my help?" Erina, see to it that Rebecca receives a Ducat for her good service."The lady-in-waiting nodded and led Rebecca from the chambers. Ermegart sat down and thought furiously. Something had to be done. Birkenhain needed an heir urgently. One thought. Darren, his gaze firmly on Anne’s chest, unbuckled his belt as she stepped towards him and laid both hands on his broad chest. Her pink-painted nails, drew patterns around his nipples, down over his ribs and round to his stomach and navel. His pants slithered down his legs to pool at his ankles. Anne took a pace backwards and looked at Darren’s pale blue boxers and the bulge on the left side. “Right, Darren,” she said softly. “Take everything off except those shorts. Leave them for me.” .