"From the doorway to his small cabin the next morning, Lankin silently watched Lord Zetland lead a troupe of knights, soldiers and servants away from ...he Keep, heading towards the south road. He smiled as he watched for his plan was going well. With the Lord making his excuses to the King in London, he would have a much freer hand up here in Yorkshire."Come back to bed, Lankin," the woman sharing his bed called out. "It's cold and I have to return to the Keep shortly."Smiling, Lankin turned to. And from time to time, she liked it rough.It was different with this gent. As far as Anna was concerned, he was pure viciousness with a thin sauce of false decency poured over it. Each time he came close to her, every square centimetre of her flawless skin tried to crawl away. Every muscle in her body would fight to get her out. It was no different this time. Love was not in the air tonight, that much was for sure!The pasha didn't say a word and just stood there staring at Anna from a couple of. I proceed to bury my nose in his balls, inhaling deeply, I think I could actually cum just from his smell. I run my tongue up his inner thigh all the while massaging his cock with my hand. I slowly and tenderly lick the crease of his thigh where his leg meets his crotch, it's so musky and warm, I love it!I hear daddy panting and trying his hardest not to groan as I go in for my first lick. Balls to tip. And then I open my mouth and welcome his now pulsating cock into my tight wet throat. I try. “N… nothing,” I replied, almost forcing myself against the cold, white marble wall. “Are you playing with yourself?” she whispered, coming closer to the door. “N… no. It’s just a little embarrassing, that’s all,” I returned, using both of my hands to cover up my horniness. “You are aren’t you? C’mon, I won’t tell if you don’t. You're not shy, are you? The girls are all busy downstairs. I’ve noticed the way you look at me. You perv all over me. Would it help if I took my dress down for you?.