He began to relax more and his smile had grown.“Uh, well…lets just put this aside for now and enjoy dinner”, I mumbled and we went back to sitti...g in an awkward silence. We finished dinner and then watched TV for a while and although things had change, by the time I went to bed it felt relatively normal. I crawled into bed and tried to sleep but I couldn't stop thinking about my stepson dressed up like a slut and riding a dildo. My cock was rock hard and I kept telling myself, you are not. That royal hand is Grand Duchess Melanie. Since you are a Grand Duke, and I a mere humble General, it better suits the balance of this treaty that you should marry the lady. I know you are well acquainted with her already. She may keep her lady-in-waiting, and you may keep your favourite alternative – I believe I met her when you visited. The only reason for standing up to me was that you were enamoured of her. The others might have to go back whence they came.”“The crafty fox.” Said Ling when. It was delicious and the wine spicy and refreshing. Joan's silk dress caught the attention of many of the men. It was nice but we were through with sexual adventure for the evening, although Joan couldn't resist flashing her mound while on the barstool. We got back to our room and hugged and murmured sweet nothings to each other. We were happy together. Joan got ready for bed in one of my T- shirts. I watched as she got on the bed and started fingering herself. She started moaning, "I love. I softly rubbed my hand on her pussy while caressing her thigh with another. After a couple of minutes, I felt her panties getting wet, and I just froze again.I slowly removed my hands from her panty but now, I was not able to sleep. I went to the bathroom and masturbated.From there on, I started sleeping a bit closer to my sister Zeenat so that my chances of getting to touch her thigh and pussy increases. I have stopped wearing underwear at night too.This thing went on for a while but one.