Often, when they reunited after having been apart for more than a few days, it was their custom to use sexually coded language…winks, leering grins ...nd even explicit gestures out of sight of the other courtly insiders. With that thought, Prince Daniel could feel the tightening in his codpiece and his hand lingered there, as he smirked to himself. It was a feverish game…one they both reveled in. And yet even as it heightened the compelling emotions between them, it was also a source of great. Suddenly, I realized his hand was moving. His fingers were lightly tracing some of the scars. I breathed sharply."Does that bother you?" he whispered."No," I said. "It feels funny." I'll stop, then." No, I didn't mean bad funny," I said. And I didn't. As his fingers lightly grazed the scars, my stomach was doing flip-flops like you wouldn't believe. Because he was-- caressing me, is the only word I could come up with. He was caressing my scars. Like you'd caress a dimple or something.It is hard. The realization of it both shamed and inflamed her. She started to pant, her eyes darting over once in a while towards her spectators. What she saw increased her state of heat and desire. Benjamin Dacosta was watching her being fucked doggystyle with great intensity. He had his hand on the head of the serving girl before him, and was fucking her face. The poor thing clearly was struggling to keep up, choking and gagging from time to time from his insistent thrusts. It was clear that watching. I'm sure there is enough in the household fund she set up to pay everything until I graduate and get my money. It should last at least until I get back. I have been able to pay the rent, utilities etc. from it and buy feed for the a****ls usually also. I will get a small stipend and room and board while studying abroad and if you need it I'll try to wire you anything I can. I hope you can take care of all the a****ls, I have gotten some more since mom died, but if it becomes too much for you,.