But the excitement of not knowing pulled me from this reflection and I said. ‘Yes’. I wondered if he saw my impatience and nervousness in the fli...ker of my eyes. Then, my lips parted in a gasp to reach for air. I was warm. I was restless. He came towards me and took my face into his hands, kissing me, first only lips touching, then the meeting of tongues, the swirling and agitation of a deep powerful kiss that said ‘you cannot escape me’. I felt as if a dense cloud of poison was surrounding. "Do you, Arnulf Georg of Erlenburg, take the present Nele Helga Isebrand for your wedded wife? Will you uphold her and protect her, in good times and bad, until death shall part you?" I do!" Arnulf almost shouted the words, raising a titter in the filled pews.The good people of Erlenburg could sympathise with the younger Erlenburg's impatience. Eight weeks of effort had gone into Nele's appearance, and she was the epitome of beauty. Deer tallow, rubbed daily into Nele's skin, had all but. Douglas couldn't fight his desire any longer. He held her, felt her tremble in his arms. He sucked on her tongue, roamed her squirming body with his hands, exploring, sampling the silky flesh of her young body. "Ooooh, Daddy," Missy gasped, pulling her mouth from his. "Touch me. Touch me." She threw herself onto her back, pulled off her nightie and displayed the soft mounds of her small ripe tits. "Unnnn," Douglas groaned, his jaw clenched, his eyes feasting hungrily on his daughter's tits.. Lucian thought their interaction was quite enchanting, “What’s your name miss?”She looked embarrassed when Lucian asked her a direct question. She again fidgeted, taking few moments to compose her thoughts. Lucian patiently waited for the scared woman, after a while she started talking, “My name is not important –”Lucian waited, several moments passed in silence when he decided to speak up, “But everyone has to have a name. IT’s what makes you, YOU.”OH god here I go again. Lucian thought.She.