‘You don’t really possess Kincaid do you Brian?’ Perriolich asked plainly and respectfully as he leaned in. ‘Well sir, the Estate Clerk says t...hat it’s mine and I have the paperwork to prove it!’ I said as I indicated the parcel that the Estate Clerk had given me. ‘But don’t you see? Right now that’s all you possess. That parcel of papers gives you claim to the title of Kincaid but someone at the Estate must recognize and accept your claim before it is anything of value.’ Perriolich sat back and. I scooted up to the headboard and leaned back, sipping my beer. He moved up to sit next to me as we continued to talk. Then he reached down to my underwear and his hand started stroking my crotch and he had asked me “Does that feel good?” Honestly, I said ‘yes’. He rubbed me harder and then reached inside my underwear. I pushed off my underwear and then let him masturbate me. After the first ‘yes’ he got bolder and I got more willing and less self-recriminating. Even though I would hesitate at. She felt her pulse quicken and she walked faster, panic setting in. Where was the cabin? If she could find it again, she would wait for him. Lila spun on a circle, scanning the dark forest for any movement or light. She saw all of the above, and nothing at all. Her eyes were playing tricks on her and she knew it. Another snapped twig, and Lilas eyes grew even wider. She heard a snorting, crashing sound, and she ran through the woods nearly as fast as the deer who had startled her. Lila ran. You come to me. I spread my legs for you and you lick my pussy. I moan, lifting my hips to grind on your face. You stop and I know I've disobeyed again. Daddy is in charge of my pleasure, I'm not allowed to take my own. You take out your cock and straddle my bound body. You grab my hair and lift my head from the pillow and then savagely fuck my throat. I'm so grateful. Any attention from Daddy is so good. You thrust hard, pulling my head by my hair until your balls smack against my chin. You.