She listened intently before making her way into the living room, depositing her books and heading for the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator door a...d she heard that 'mmm' sound again. Immediately her little fold twitched. She closed the frig door and headed slowly and quietly down the hall again.This time the door was closed tight. Her disappointment was palpable and she sunk to the ground right outside the bedroom. She closed her eyes and noticed she could hear them clearly. LP thought. We camped beside a stream in a lightly wooded spot, the ford was just down from there. I watched the soldiers move down river to piss and shit, and the women move up river. From my vantage point I saw Avril and one of the maids crouching and pissing into the river. There were bushes, but not enough to properly shield them. A gentleman (like the cook and soldiers it turned out) wouldn’t watch, I couldn’t help it. Then I saw the cook go down to the river and collect water. I calculated that with. In front of me are the steps to the bath, and I place my hands on the top step to steady me. I don’t even have time to straighten up, when he forces himself inside of me. Even through my wetness, he has to push hard and deep to get all of him inside me, his hands pulling my hips back towards him. He pulls out of my slightly, and I almost feel a sense of loss when he’s not filling me, and he thrusts into me again. He has more room this time and fills me completely. He finds his rhythm which is. Still strictened in pain I still forced myself to crawl over. “Good boy.” he smirked as he slid his cock into my mouth. I tried to pace myself by putting my hands on his thighs but he slapped me and growled “No hands just your mouth.” I put my hands back down in front of me letting daddy fuck my mouth like a good boy. Slamming deeper and deeper into my mouth. Jacob didn’t even give me a chance to breath the more I choked, the more his dick pulsed in my throat and got harder along with mine. I.