I could no longer stand it; I arched back and lay on the floor, giving myself to her.She slowly pulled my panties down over my hips and to my ankles, ...ulling them through one leg at a time while gently nibbling my ankles, sending chills through my legs all the way to my pussy. She then worked her way back up my legs to my inner thighs, where she lingered just long enough to drive me just a little more crazy. My inner thighs were completely wet with my juices as she licked them practically. The looseness above that, she knew, implied an abundance which she did not yet possess.Her father had objected to that the last time it was done, but she was careful not to mention that. It was long past time to show her figure; she would be fifteen, and marriageable, this month. The horn was sounding for dinner when she came downstairs. She scurried across the courtyard but did not reach the company until they had paused at the washstands."Ah," Father said, "the last member of the family. My. “Sir, how are you doing today?”“Okay,” I said. “I mean the same as yesterday.” She smiled.“Well good, and you have two visitors,” she said. I gave her a look. I knew who the visitors were.“Okay,” I said, nodding. And, in they came. I was wrong it was neither Lea nor Kari.“Anna!” I said. “And Mister Hanson. And yes I do remember you.”“I hope this is all right,” he said. “I know you are still kinda hurting.”“Hah! I hurt a lot worse and a lot more often in prison, believe me,” I said. He looked. When Ken woke the next morning to the sound of the alarm, he shut it off and just lay there. Jane snuggled against his morning piss hard-on and he wondered if they had time for some play before work. Probably not, he thought. It wasn't like they had a specified time to get to work - within reason, but traffic being what it was, leaving earlier was better. He began extricating himself from Jane, who was not happy with the loss of body heat and woke up."Morning Master," she said. She rolled onto.