“Whoa there, buddy,” she scolded with the serious expression of a mother who had just found her child with a hand in the cookie jar. “Whatcha do...n’ there?”He pouted at her, eyes wide and pleading, making her smile in spite of herself. “I just thought,” he replied, gently caressing her thighs, “Maybe we could try… y’know… I thought it could be fun.” Matthew’s boyish grin almost cracked her, but her resolve was firm.“Haven’t we covered this topic?” She arched an eyebrow at him. This wasn’t the. You would have a most kind and loving wife."Sir Malcolm put a hand on Kay's shoulder. "I do not like the bad blood that now stands between our houses thanks to my mad son. There is no means, no normal means, by which this blood may be set aside except the shedding of more blood. Hrolant's wild idea has merit for how can bad blood exist when two great houses marry?"The King nodded in agreement. "I will have need of both your houses in the spring. What you decide will have a force felt. I take my thumb out, and use both hands to rub your back down. Over your shoulders, and down the arms as far as I can reach. Kissing you on the side of the neck, and nibbling on your ear. You can feel the tip of my cock right there at the entrance of your ass. It feels as if your body is trying to raise up and meet me. I look down, and see your hips raised off the sheets attempting to take me in. O, so you do want it. I lean forward one more time, and as I nibble on the back of your neck I ease. I lube my cock and both of my hands. I turn to see your tight asshole, waiting for me, I can almost see it quiver. I kneel behind you and place my hard cock just inside your ass. I lube your balls and your own cock with both of my hands.... and as I reach forward to do so, I push my cock inside you. You moan loudly. "I am going to pound this ass, Slut." I grab your hips and pull back, seeing all of my cock, except the head... I thrust forward, causing you delightful pain. You feel yourself.