He's always worn his hair long ? to flaunt his good fortune, I think ? for it looks so luxuriant that none of the other girls can believe he doesn't f...ss with it every night. But I remember Jack saying as how his hair is too tough to have split ends. That's what he said, yet his hair isn't tough at all. I?ve never felt softer hair in all my life, save maybe on a baby. I must confess that I?ve taken every opportunity I can to stroke those flaxen locks, just as I do whenever a golden retriever. Ernest I permitted only his nightclothes, as a further demonstration of my power.“Good sirs, be apprised of my intentions toward you, this fair town, this borough, this shire, and indeed this duchy. As the new and first Duke of Cornwall, I seek to assert the rights of this ancient land against the usurper and rebel Roger Mortimer, his lover the treacherous French Queen who turned against her own husband, and his lawless collection of followers, schemers, opportunists, mercenaries, and faithless. Rob could see she did not need it. Her pussy was sopping to his touch as he pulled her panty to the side and began licking her very aroused femininity."That a boy. You're a good cuck boy."James sported a knowing grin showing his conquest in this. A wife was working his cock orally while her husband prepared her pussy for when James fucks her. It is truly one of the most emasculating things a cuckold could do. Rob did it with an eager joy. He would do more emasculating things for this man before. " The one who, "Couldn't mind her own god damned business!" Oh, I'm sorry, it was me who said that last part. But, least I regress, I was asking, what the fuck was the idea of seeing her again all about?I just have to calm down a little before I go on. Just give me a minute. I know you can't see me here, like this, all hyper from feeling like shit, but just imagine me having to get hold of myself, before you get to read the next part of my story. I feel so, intense. I hope you.