Cindy made a face. “Not for long, bitch,” she said. She pushed Stacy’s legs apart with her knees and crawled between them. She looked up at the ...indow for a moment while stroking her cock. It was so cool to have a big dick sticking out of her. She stroked it a few times and then grabbed the discarded bottle of lube.“Here, this should help with your tight, little, twat,” Cindy said sarcastically, putting some lotion on her rubber cock. She moved her slick hand up and down, then more. "They said the price was fair and the taxes are all paid up, so all we need is to get old Sam, Dad's lawyer, to draw up the contract. My sister was supposed to call him this morning," Monk said."Monk I'm going to arrange for a house on the place, don't fuck me up now," I said. I had the phone on speaker phone so The Brit could hear."What was that about?" The Brit asked."I'm going to buy some land from that guy's family. Then I am going to put a house on it. Well not exactly a house. If you. The claim is that to this day the Laird still haunts the castle, looking for the passion and love he had never received. Arriving at the castle Fayrlyn was exhausted from her journey and went straight to her room to rest. Changing into a nightie she curled up in the huge soft bed and went to sleep. Darkness. Nothing but darkness. No hint of light, no moon or stars, simple nothingness. Out of the silence comes a noise. What was it? A rat? The wind? Could it have been…a ghost? No. She has more. He started by licking the area where legs meet hips, and then he dragged his tongue across the top of her pubic area, stopped in the middle and then drug his tongue directly to the top of her slit and stopped dead, and pulled away. “What are you doing?” Krista asked growing more and more annoyed. And if she weren’t so damn sore and swollen down there she’d get up and walk out on this dipshit. But she needed him to finish what they had started. “Do you want me to?” Todd asked. “Do I want you.