All his thoughts now originated between his legs. He forgot about any objections he had entertained and just enjoyed the expert attention his cock was...receiving from his girlfriend’s mother. His hands had been at his side, with his cock still in her mouth, she took hold of one hand and placed it on her head. She did the same with his other hand. With both hands on her head he began to work his finger through her long hair. He then began to pull her head onto his cock and buck his hips forcing. He pulled me back against him. His hands slid up my belly slowly till he came to my tits. His big hands covered them completely and he ran his thumbs over my nipples. It felt really good. He took my nipples between his thumbs and finger and pinched them firmly. I gasped in pleasure."Daddy, is this wrong?" Does it feel wrong to you Stephie?"It actually felt really good. I let him continue and he slid his hand up my skirt and brushed his hand against my pink panties. He rubbed through my panties. Unfortunately, such was not the case and they settled into a happy hedonistic lifestyle absent children and well-stocked with fine wines from the Continent.The loss of Ethel never really sunk in until just this past week when he noticed he had fallen into the habit of stacking dishes in the sink until it was filled and then clearing everything up with a wine-soaked flurry of activity usually around midnight or shortly thereafter.The job was not much but the pay was decent and the work. “Tell me who it was or I’ll kill you here and now!”Then, to Alexis’s shock, rather than resisting her, he plunged the dagger into his neck, driving it ever deeper until he succeeded in severing his spinal column. A simple throat-slitting could have been healed, but with this, his secrets died with him. The whole Knight’s Sheath was left in shock as the assassin’s blood pooled on the floor.Following the failed assassination attempt, the local knight, Lady Frigga, arrived with a group of soldiers.