He then assured her that he had a plan to protect her future, and if that failed, she could escape and join his family for protection – as a family ...ember or as family friend. He told her that they were currently on the correct road and described the town and the inn near his farm. “My parents recently joined in partnership to run that inn. Seek them out or Beatrice, the serving wench, and ask for directions to the healer’s farm. Say ‘Charles’ sent you – that’s my real name, but tell no one. Her breasts are perky, firm, and ride high on her chest. Her nipples are succulent and taste like honey. She has a heart-shaped ass that you can bury your face in and never come up for air. Her arms and legs are toned and shapely. Even her feet are cute, with long toes and a high arch. She has green eyes and long red hair.We were the last to head for a bedroom. Sara insisted that I take the master bedroom because I’m the head of the house. That was fine by me. We didn’t have to deal with taking. I saw her putting her weight on her feet and moving upwards, closer to her brother. She then sat back down with all her weight resting on his lap. I got closer to them from behind and I saw her moving from side to side on him. I was sure she was enjoying his dick rubbing on her clit or maybe even better trying to get in her pussy.Jenny was finally on her way down so I yelled at my daughter being playful.“You haven't moved this whole time!!!?”“Nope, he has my spot. I’m not moving”Jenny sat back. “Tamara, get in the shower. We’ll join you in a moment.”“Yes, sir.” Tamara nodded. Her collapsed demeanour caught Owen’s attention. He stroked her hair and cheek. She flashed her eyes up wildly at him. She waited for him to speak on bated breath. Her mind tumbled with imaginary promises. “I’m not your sir. I’m Owen and I’ll love you as much as you can love me.” Her heart fluttered. She ignored Zera.“Sir’s a bit stiff.” He said. “If its a direct order, we’ll say ‘Yes, Master.’” He looked over.