Not sure what to do, I simply gave a smile and turned my head and moved near the pole in the center of the door. It was drizzling lightly outside and ...he cold air and light waves of rain was forcing my top to cling on my chest, making my nipples pop. Suddenly he came near the door and stood in front of me, with his back on my side and he held the pole behind him. I thought he would be getting down at next station. Next station passed and he was still standing there… as soon as train passed the. Wellington looked up from a document he was perusing as I entered. He gazed at me intently for a moment.“I know I have seen you somewhere before, Colonel, but I’m damned if I can recall where.”“You awarded me a battlefield commission at Ciudad Rodrigo, Your Grace.”He stared blankly for a moment, and then broke into a broad smile.“Of course! You were the berserker on the ramparts of the redoubt. With your thirst for battle I am surprised you survived the campaign in Iberia.”He turned and. He would do it any time he felt he could get away with it. When I was older I told my mom about it. She confronted him and he said it was a damn lie, She believed him not me.After she left for work one day he beat the shit out me for telling. He fingered me from then on and took pictures of me nude whenever he wanted. He would make me masturbate him until he cum and then lick it off his cock. I said,"dad ,will you please help me". Her dad said, "I'll help but it comes with a price slut". My. Easily freeing the knot, she peeled back the sides so that the robe hung open and once again stepped into him. Biting her lip suggestively, Lindsey nudged his chin up with her nose and gently lapped at his exposed neck with the tip of her tongue. She smiled to herself as she heard him exhale sharply at her touch, and moved her lips further down his chest to his nipple, taking it in her mouth before switching to the other side and doing the same again.As her husband moaned gently above her,.