Better, even, than Marilyn's blow job, and I told Beth so.I also told her that if I ever had the chance, I'd try to give her as much joy as she had gi...en me. She blushed, and squirmed, and nodded."I'd like that," she said softly and shyly.Both times, Beth let the cum splatter her blouse and skirt and throat, and let it run down inside her blouse, too. It was incredibly sexy to see. And to know that she was walking around with my cum all down her chest did more to keep me hard as a baseball bat. She started to respond involuntarily, grinding herself on his hand. He pulled his hand away. He bound her wrists above her head. He ripped her blouse apart exposing her white lace covered breasts. She felt a cold blade against her stomach. He traced it upwards cutting off her bra and what was left of her shirt. Then he slipped off her panties and threw them aside. She felt terrified, tears ran down her face, how could her daddy do this to her? He put her on her stomach on a table. It was very. He was up very early and left before light, wanting to put some distance between him and the inn, since he told the harpist he was going in the opposite direction.The weather was mild and rain free the entire trip. He made the outer borders of the Duchy after five days, and would arrive in Realto on the afternoon of the following day. He spied a small inn, called "The Border Inn" in the late afternoon and decided to stop there for the evening. After securing a room for himself and stable space. What happened next was as equally shocking to her as it was to him. His pants had barley hit the floor before he had the softest, sweetest lips he had ever tasted crushing against his own as she used his own body to hold her balance while she stood on her tippy toes kissing him. He didn’t even hesitate to return this kiss with just as much need. He hands wrapped around her body and pulled her in close, lifting her up and sitting her down atop his own desk. Erin’s fingers reached up and began.