"How did you do it? What did you say?" What are you talking about?" I asked nonchalantly."You know what I'm talking about," she said, smiling broadly...."I couldn't believe it. Daddy sat me down last night and told me that if I insisted on seeing you that he wouldn't stop me." The smile faded a little. "He said he still didn't particularly care for you or trust you, but that he saw no advantage to trying to keep us apart." Well," I said, "it's not exactly a dowry of a kingdom just yet. But it's a. I pulled her up with her hairs and made her stand. I kissed her like that. I turned her around and slapped her butt hard. Then I took her in my arms again and looked into her eyes. I pressed and squeezed her naked butt. She replied by looking into my eyes and biting her lips.She started stroking my dick. I pulled her hairs and called her a bitch. She didn’t stop stroking my cock. I planted a soft kiss and bit my lower lip. She whispered, “Fuck me”.I made her lean on a box as big as a table with. After a few weeks of that I gave it up … the emotional turmoil didn’t seem worth the sometimes dubious reward. After that, I just came for a few dances if someone caught my fancy – or I hers. I stayed away from the slow songs and made sure to escort each girl back to her table after one dance. I did like listening to the bands, they generally were quite good. I paced myself on the beer, maybe one every forty-five minutes or so. I got in the habit of peeling the labels off the bottles until one. ”“Taking your place as the head of the family instead of your sister?” Ivy inquires.“You betcha,” he says, running his hand over Gwen’s ass. “You still with me on that?” he asks the mistress.“Of course I am,” she answers. “So long as I am by your side afterward.”“Your loyalty certainly comes with a price,” Brady says with a chuckle. “I wonder if this one’s loyalty costs anything.” He looks straight at Gwen when he says this, his voice taking on a slightly darker tone.“I have faith that Gwen is.