With his other hand he reaches down between her legs. Parting her lips and sliding his index and middle fingers inside of her. He can feel her wetness...on his fingers. “Have you been good?” He asks her again. “I didn’t touch myself my Prince. I was touched… I was touched by you in the shower my Prince.” She looks innocently in his eyes. “That doesn’t count like touching myself does it my Prince?” He laughs softly. “I shouldn’t be laughing, but really. I love you my brat. And her defiance.” He. I smiled in recognition of the memory. Julie and I were both nineteen and we had gone to her parent’s house in Philadelphia that year for Thanksgiving. It had been snowing, and cold and miserable and Julie’s father thought I was the devil himself for presuming to date his daughter and be in love with her. After an awkward dinner, in which I was given the third degree by Mr Dunn and him asking me twenty questions, Julie and I retired to bed (separate rooms). At around one am, when the house. The three parted ways soon after that. Jason told Daniel and Charlottethat they were welcome to the spare bedroom in his penthouse apartmentwhenever they needed, and so they agreed to meet again the next morning.It was getting late and Jason had agreed to meet with Charlotte the nextmorning at 8 at his apartment so he took a taxi home. The ride proceededin complete silence. Despite his feminine appearance, Jason felt that hisvoice was a dead giveaway and so hesitated from saying. I could see her bush hair peeping outside half down panty and grabbed it. She moaned with pain of pulling her public hair and slapped my ass hard. I started moving down but with my dick rubbing all her body on the way down and focused on her exposed public hair.She pushed my head into her cunt hard and asked me to suck it. I slowly removed her pink panty from her butt and started putting my fingers all over her butt. Suddenly, she turned to her left making one round on the bed, covering her.