”I looked at him as the men murmured, “as for the bastard that is my father ... he cares not and so I care not for him. Let him sit his horse and ...ook the gallant fool. He no longer rules me or decides my fate.”He smiled a little sadly, “perhaps the way of our knight training is not perfect. You are his son and trained as a knight. He did give you that.”I laughed and shook my head, “he gave me nothing I did not earn on my own. He taught me nothing and no knight was there for any of us. Now you. I have to grab all of them." But if Ned didn't find anything on the internet--" I'm working under the assumption that what happened with Stephanie was just the one we heard about," said Jason. "Mann made a mistake of some kind. Like Ned said, someone did a lot to make everyone forget about Stephanie Fowler." But if he did make a mistake that time -- and he's been covering it up perfectly since then -- you might not find anything in the records, either." Maybe. But Victor Mann can't be. I play with her nipples with my fingers as I kiss her belly, my heart racing in anticipation.My lips reach her pubic hair. I bring my hand down to Bianca’s vulva and stroke her softly. I bring my lips down and kiss above her clit, smiling at how wet she’s making my fingers. I trail my tongue down, tickling her vulva as I rub her thighs.I press harder with my tongue and Bianca moans out loud. I spread her pussy with my fingers and lick her clit softly with the tip of my tongue. I bring a finger. Without saying another word, I pushed her against the wall with my body, pinning her arms to her side. She gasped softly as I slowly kissed along her shoulder moving along her collar bone to those tempting glossy lips. Her lips slightly parted as my mouth devoured her bottom lip, teasing her until her breathing increased.Her arms free, she pressed her body flush until I felt her hardened nipples against mine. I slowly swayed them against her as my hand moved up under her skirt and softly glided.