"I? Certainly not," replied the count. "No; I should only regret if the horse had not proved good." It is so good, that I have distanced M. de Chateau...Renaud, one of the best riders in France, and M. Debray, who both mount the minister's Arabians; and close on their heels are the horses of Madame Danglars, who always go at six leagues an hour." Then they follow you?" asked Monte Cristo."See, they are here." And at the same minute a carriage with smoking horses, accompanied by two mounted. Supper was somewhat subdued. His father and sister were at the table. He was embarrassed to look at or talk to his mother. He answered questions from his father, as his mother explained his injuries as described by Jill.Right after supper, he wanted to go to bed. His mother told him to get in bed under the sheet naked, and she would be in to put the heating pad on him. He watched her as she entered his room, dressed in a bathrobe, and pulled the sheet from his naked body. The look on her face. She licked up and down his shaft and sucked his balls into her mouth then went back up and traced my pussy with her tongue and flicking my clit a few times before repeating the process. I was in heaven but I wanted a little something more. I rose up off my Dads cock and aimed it at my perky little asshole. Amber saw what I was doing so she ran her tongue down my slit and started flicking and licking around my asshole to lubricate it for my Dads massive cock. I eased myself down onto him a. Claire began to gently stroke around her hole, feeling her wetness increasing. She squeezed her breasts harder and dipped one finger into her silky pussy. A long soft moan escaped her lips. She began thrusting inside herself, like Scott had done. Her other hand traced down her body, then crept up her nighty to gently circle her clit. Her entire body began to shiver. “Nooo!” Thought Claire, “I’m not coming like this again…” She stopped what she was doing and began searching around her room for.