”As Joseph was cooped up in the castle for the snowy months, Alexander Burbridge was enjoying one of the mildest winters he could ever remember. The...unnamed section of land that he oversaw had flourished under new guidance.Alexander would have liked to claim credit for the success but he had to admit that the region was primed to grow regardless of who sat in the makeshift manor house.Several soldiers who didn’t relish the long trek back to Tyrell – and who came from farming backgrounds – took. Needless to say,as this delicious shower of teenage semen inundates me, Itoo start to cum. I quickly pull my son down between mylegs so his wonderful spurting cock can feel theblissfully pleasurable spasms of his mother’s rapidlycontracting cunt before he gets soft.My son’s cock is now fucking me in my cunt and I can feelhis cum-laden balls slapping against my ass as theycontinue to force endless gobs of sperm deep into mywomb. At the same time that he and I are sharing. The lobby was deserted, so he ran to the lift, hammering at the call button until it arrived. Running inside, he pressed the button for the fourth floor, then leaned against the wall, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he tried to regain his breath.When the elevator chimed, he rushed into the corridor, making a beeline for his apartment. He fumbled with his maglock keycard, dropping it once with a curse before picking it up in shaking fingers. He managed to shove it into the slot, then. "You are quiet Jesse, what do you think of me and this place?" Jesse stared, what she felt was a mixture of hate and arousal, still very wet from the spanking. "I feel you have kidnapped me, I wish to leave" Jesse said quitely. "Oh, but I gave you the option downstairs. No Jesse, you love this. You are very wet aren't you slave? Maybe we should put that to use?" This wasn't a question; I could tell from the tone of his voice. I merely knelt there in silence. He went to the.