Knowing that nobody could see me I allowed my body to relax and even found myself wriggling in the pool of cum that had congealed under my ass cheeks....It had been only tem minutes and I was relaxed, almost dreaming of it happening again when I heard a little clap, single slow claps and a weight on the bed next to me again.“You seemed to enjoy that,” Mary said pulling the blindfold off.She was still beautiful, her red hair framing her face, her red lips full. The last time I had seen her she was. We lay there for a moment in peaceful silence."Hey Henry," I said."Hmm?" he said, turning over and pulling me into his arms."Who's your favorite sister?" I asked."Well obviously you," he laughed. "After that I think you've won the number one spot for a lifetime." Aww, am I only your favorite because I let you do me?" I asked, poking my bottom lip out to show my disappointment."Nope, you've kinda always been my favorite. You're smart and you're not a slut like Emma. And you're also not bitchy. Marrying the Count would mean losing power of the inherited lands and reverting to being an arm fob.In contrast to the Count, the neighbours to the North and South wanted nothing of her, save for her lands. They were trying to chip away on it steadily, a village here, a mill there. Her advisers were all of the opinion that she should marry the Count, for he alone would be strong enough to keep the neighbours at bay.In her distress, she had written a letter to her cousin, Arnulf of Erlenburg,. Some variety would let me figure out what shed prefer. I headed over and rang the bell, as Erica wasnt outside anymore. She answered the door and brought me in. I noticed that she had changed too from the tshirt and jeans she earlier wore. Now she was wearing a flowing yellow skirt and matching top, but a couple inches of tummy showed in between. I mentally chastised myself for checking her out since she was much younger than me. We got some glasses out and looked over what I had brought. We.