In centuries past, the late Count’s ancestors had used the room that was now Helena’s study and personal office as a war room to scheme against th...ir neighbors. Located in the center of the castle, it had thick stone walls that blocked out all outside noise, a secret passage to her bedroom, and an escape tunnel out of the castle. When she’d walk the halls in the early days of her marriage while her late husband was ruling San Finzione and she needed a break from sitting and observing the things. "That doesn't feel like an itch to me, you dirty cunt. You were playing with your self weren't you, you little whore?" He raised his hand and brought it down on my pussy with a smack, the thin cotton of my knickers softening his blow. "Naughty girl. What were you thinking of?" Just a boy at school Daddy." I continued to act afraid of him. I am a pretty soft spoken person, which allowed me to easily act as a vulnerable school girl."This is Daddy's cunt." He told me, grabbing my labia, and. Mera kam somber se gurubar tak rehta tha, isisliye me baki din ghar me rehjata tha. Ek din jab me tv dekh rahatha to cable me problem huyi to mene cable wala ko phone kiya. Lekin wo bola ledke log aaj nehi aaye hain. Jo bhi aayega bhej dunga. Mene socha agar won a aaye to mera ek din waste ho jayega. To me khud chat pe chadh gaya. Staircase nehi tha to deewar pe chad ke jana pada. Me upper jake cable ka connection thik kiya aur chat peg hum ne laga. Kuch der bad lady doctor (puspa) apne bath. As she rolled onto her back, her curly bush hair captured the sun light and glistened, either with new wetness, or the dried exudates from the night before. Her luscious thighs were slightly parted, framing a perfect love triangle. Jerry leaned over Sarah’s bush and inhaled a heady mix of her luscious musk, tinged with a mild fragrance of lavender, and leftover sex. Sarah was still dozing as Jerry tenderly parted her pussy lips. He blew gently on her clit before kissing it and nudging it with.