She didn’t know how far she had to go but she was being pulled by an unknown force, let a rope was gripping her waist tightly and she was being guid...d where to go, nervous but not afraid.The hairs on her arm stood up as a cool wind blew around her on her milky bare skin. This feeling had woken her like a jolt of lightning. She had disappeared in her night slip, letting the moonlight guide her deeper.The trees were starting to close in around her as she continued, she was no longer walking. This time he would take Ayat with him; he had always considered her as hard as nails. She was obedient and submissive in his bed, but he had no illusions about her feelings. If he died today, she would be licking the prick of his successor within the hour, given half a chance.She was duly prepared and brought into the Ruby Palace and down to the torture chambers. Once there she was stripped of her abaya, harem dress, slippers and every trace of adornment. Her jewellery was removed, and even her. Big. Unshaven. Wet. Running wet, actually. Pink and flushed and open. A gorgeous cunt, rich, meaty, inviting, tempting, juicy, sexy, vulgar as hell and beautiful as heaven.I took the chair that was still warm from her, sat down and pulled it close. Then I bowed between her legs and gave the whole region a broad lick with my tongue. The taste was incredible and made me cringe with horniness. I kissed her open pussy. She reacted. I licked the inside of her legs, zooming in on the target from each. I just haven’t spent enough time with you and you are changing so fast that I feel lost. You have become a lovely young woman and I suddenly feel like I don’t know you and maybe you don’t know me,” I said.“Okay. Where are we going?”“Be ready at five tomorrow morning. We’ll catch the train into Chicago and come back tomorrow night.”“Chicago? Wow! Will you take me shopping?”“I’m sure there will be shopping involved. Just be ready at five.”“Yes, Daddy.”The girls knew their grandmothers, of course..