He stops suddenly and flips us so I'm straddling his waist and says softly “move baby” and I do as I'm told and start grinding against him. I moan...at the feeling of his hard cock pressed against the soft fabric of my panties. I lean over, breathing heavily in his ear while he grinds against me, some instinct telling him exactly how to move, how to make me moan and writhe with pleasure. He licks, kisses, and sucks at the soft spot on my neck, sending a bolt of pleasure filled electricity down. It had been one hell of aday.As always, we woke the next morning about an hour before breakfast. Wefollowed our usual routine, Helmut heading off to the castle gym while Igot myself ready to face the day. I showered first then, after towellingmyself dry and donning a bathrobe, I rapped out the agreed series ofknocks on the side panel of my closet that let Benton know it was safeto emerge from his hiding place. He had been there, mere feet away fromus, the whole time Helmut and I were having sex. "Let's get this on."I picked her up and carried her to her bed where she pulled me on top of her. Our mouths met as we kissed violently. She rolled me over, and licked down my stomach to my pubes. She slowly slid my cock into her mouth. I could see her saliva glistening on my cock. She bobbed her head up and down. My balls started to swell, I could feel that I was going to cum. I let out a soft moan and she stoped, squeezing the head of my cock to ease me down.She slowly climbed on to me. "Fuck. "Well, good evening to you, Miss Kelly."Even his voice was sexy. A light baritone, with a hint of a Southern drawl. He still held my hand."And you are?" I prompted, anxious to draw him into conversation.He started a bit."Please, excuse my manners. I'm..." he paused for a few seconds before grinning, his perfect white teeth shining in the dimness of the bar, " ... The Ghost."I gave my own little start. His grin got bigger."People talk" he said, "and the more alcohol the looser and louder the.