" I stammered.Her hand jumped up and grabbed mine and pressed it back down onto her breasts, "No daddy, don't stop, that feels just soooo good, please... please"It was my turn to groan, knowing I should stop, but when she moved her hand away from mine, I just took those swollen nipples between my fingers once again and stroked them. Then I glanced up at her face and she was staring hotly at me, and her tongue came out and brushed over her lips, "Please, daddy, Please" she said, and without a word. She stares into my eyes and moves her hand down from my shoulder to my chest. (Beth)"Is this okay?" (Corey)"Uh-huh." I feel her right hand slide up to my left thigh with her left hand still on my chest. She shifts her body so that it's facing me and her soft tits push into my arm. (Beth)"Is THIS okay?" I keep rubbing his chest with my left hand and start lightly squeezing his thigh with my right hand. His breathing is getting heavier and I can tell he knows this isn't typical motherly love.. “What’s all this, Admiral?” I said, pointing to the assemblage.Miles looked at me in surprise. “Today is May Day, Colonel. Bristol’s May Day Fayre will open here at midday.”“I hope there will be more military present than I have under my command. I foresee crowds encroaching onto Grange land, eager to see the Royal Persons.”“Do not fret yourself, Colonel. I know that General Francis Barlow has ordered three hundred men from the Bristol garrison, the Twenty Second Regiment of Foot, to police the. Accounting to my personal taste You are attractive. Think of yourself as my employee and hobby, something to keep me occupied when I'm not pursuing my profession.My profession?That would be too easy.Later, much later, we will discuss my Profession.You've been coming to my lair for some eighteen months or so, and only now have I allowed you to realise that this isn't voluntary. You've done as I always have you do. You follow me around. You observe my habits, my needs and preferences, in a monkey.