"Oh my God, Erika, I am sory I didnt mean to,I mean I couldnt help myself." i stuttered."So, Uncle Stan do you think about me when you do that? Do I t...rn you on? I mean i am your niece. You used to babysit me when i was what 11, 12?"I didnt know what to say, my cock was still hard. I couldnt deny it."Miss Fowler, are you going to grade my paper or what?" a mousy voice said.I didnt evrn notice but behind Erika was a boy in a t shirt and jeans. It must have been one of her young students."Well. As he looked to her still closed eyes and reddening cheeks he saw the couple on the other side of the aisle watching them. He made no attempt to read their faces, no attempt to discern if they were aroused or disapproving. He didn’t care. He was pretty sure she didn’t care.He continued to run his fingers along her fold, pressing harder now, the cloth teasing the entrance of her pussy. He imagined how the weave would feel to her as it pressed against her mound. He pressed a bit deeper, pushing. We’d have all been put to the sword, or even worse, possibly the torch if the Red Woman had her way. That man was bent on converting us all at the point of a sword,” Rendal said, moving his dainty hand over Jorah’s in a curious gesture.Jorah naturally flinched, not being comfortable with the kind of touch that Rendal offered him coming from another man. It was apparent what the deal with Rendal was now. The septon was a bugger. It was the very sin for which Ser Loras Tyrell had been arrested. He managed to hesitate for a second before stepping into the open doorway.He was so taken aback by what he saw that he could not utter a word.It was Melinda's dream bedroom again. Heather was on the bed, naked, her legs wrapped around an equally nude Richie, who was fucking her fast and hard. The both of them were covered in a sheen of sweat, their bodies writhing in a frenzy of lust and cruelly unsatisfied need. They both panted hard, moaning stridently, Richie's noises so high-pitched he.