He thanked once again and gulped the first couple of sips.I told him to sit on the wooden chair as his clothes were still wet. He sat at the edge of t...e chair. I looked at him now, for the first time in detail. He was quite well built and would have been in his early twenties. He looked at me in anticipation. Then, I remembered the purpose of his coming to our house.About that stuff… I am not interested… (Then I thought… May be he has some special variety that looks sexy and could surprise my. Mother will you still honour the late kings wishes and become my advisor, yes my king I will but we will need to talk in private so I can tell you the job details, we will talk after lunch, yes my king now if I may we will also have to hold a ceremony for late king Lucian, yes we will and maybe we can work the wedding in at the same time are ok with that Vanessa, yes I am it would even put ease to the kingdom knowing they are not without a king, yes my thoughts exactly we will make it a two day. He, however, promised me emphatically that what he didn’t properly delete, were being stored on a flash drive in a place as secret as our activities. He also added that he had bought a program to encrypt them so that no one other than him could see the files. With me being a willing, little daddy-fucker, it didn’t take him long to expand upon the concept of me being a pornostar – which seemingly got us both randy. The iPhone got replaced with a tripod stand and a legit camera which he used when. He had not touched a single finger upon her, yet his presence was smoldering, overpowering. His eyes were upon her, scanning the smooth, creamy bare flesh. She arched her back, fingernails digging into her palms. The inability to see or to touch was suddenly maddening. She wanted him, more than just his mighty presence before her. On her, in her, at one with her. Yet she remained silent and tried to be patient.His fingertips came to rest on her temple. She yelped, unable to help herself. Her.