Amelia nodded her approval and Jacinta returned the mirror to the large chest in Amelia’s bedchambers and then sat in a chair opposite her lady. In ...he nineteen years since she had been born, the last three of which had been whilst Castle Arrowthorn lay under siege, Lady Amelia had not once had her hair cut. Each morning it took her and her lady-in-waiting at least an hour to comb, plait and set her hair in place. As the sole heir of her father, Lord Caiden Arrowthorn, it was consider a. . . . Sophie......"I turned and in the doorway of the bathroom was a tall, young blonde with great tits, a fantastic body, and very little in clothing to hide any of it! Julie squeezed my hand.."Well, what do you think?....." she asked."Very nice" I said, approving of Sophie, who smiled back, walked over to me, planted a huge kiss on my lips and then grabbed at my semi-erect cock in my trousers and said.."Jackie tells me you have a VERY thick cock. Is that right...?" she pouted."Yes, he. She gave a different growl of approval and started thrusting harder. Her opening flooded with sweet smelling warmth that was savory on my tongue.I varied the depth of my thrusts, and moved from side to side, and I could taste her arousal growing. I knew I had her where I wanted her when she started trying to pull my head higher. With each down stroke, I allowed the tip of my nose to press down onto the hood of her clit, but with each thrust, I stopped from letting my tongue reach it. She turned. That, he said, was something he would never do. But, to have sex with Mara? That, he said, was very different! Making another baby was something sacred, and good, and right. From a religious perspective he believed that making a baby with Mara was, ultimately, a good thing, not a bad thing. With a prostitute, he said, they always washed out the man's sperm; and that, he said, was most definitely not the right thing to do. Sperm, for Omar, was like an investment, like it is when you plant a seed.