..do you think you could teach me some things...?" Her cheeks flushed bright red. I laughed softly. "Of course honey..." Then without any more words, ... moved close to my daughter and I kissed her passionately. My tongue forced its way into her mouth and I felt her squirm and sigh with pleasure. I pulled my mouth from my daughters to slip my nightie over my head. She looked at my breasts with wide eyes. "You can touch them honey." My daughters hands moved to my breasts and she began to rub them. The construction costs would be 21 silvers.”Choran sat back in his chair.“For that price, I think we build the structures whether we move the barracks or not,” the chamberlain stated. “I believed each building would cost two or three gold each. I have been approached by several merchants that wish to establish a shop here but simply cannot find a place to do it.”“We could recoup the cost of the building by renting out the current barracks to newlyweds without families,” Jonathan pointed out.. Sensing her bare flesh quivering, she finally slips it up off her shoulders, folds it over a forearm crossing defensively in front of her. The guard reaching out, practically jerking it off her arm, both men stepping back a step, their eyes focus on her nearly nude body.?Everything? I said.? Nodding toward her bra and panties, he glances again toward the guard, a smirk on his face. ?Hold her underwear for her when she hands ‘em to you.? A glance back toward her, a wave of his hand, pointing. She was slim and short with a petite figure, her dusky skin and raven hair drawing the eye without fail. In summer she wore short skirts and minishorts, showing off her long, slim legs; in winter she wore jeans so tight they displayed every contour of her firm buttocks and slender, but still womanly hips. Her breasts were small but perky, just enough to cup your hands around in an erotic little fantasy, be they covered by a tanktop in the warm or a jacket in the cold. And whatever the season,.