You flinch as my cold fingers slip under your jeans when I unbutton you, but are otherwise silent. My look apologetic as I am careful not to touch you... again pulling them off. ‘Sit down.’ You do, stepping back to sit on the closed toilet. I follow you, legs straddling, lowering myself over you. I start to reach down, then pause and look questioningly at you. ‘I’ve got it.’ With a rueful grin you reach down to position yourself under me, ready for me. Thigh muscles taut, I move lower to rub. My brief answer managed to allay Fiona’s curiosity enough that the topic did not come up again.Nan Reynolds smiled when I explained myself. “You certainly do not act like a royal. I’ve had the misfortune to meet a few due to my late husband’s business obligations and they tended to be stuffed shirts.”She was blunt and truthful.I smiled and said, “I’ve met a lot of royals, and many of them in non-public settings. They tend to be less full of themselves when in private.” Nan figured out that the. He also told them what they had just learned about Brena and her family’s past.“That explains her strange training,” said Ledger. “It also explains a few things I got from my mother’s mind in that brief contact. I need to try and reach her tonight in the weave again. Maybe I can get a little more if I can find her.”“I bet if I challenge Tara and her crowd in the dream walk, I can get some intel from them as well. She has refused all contact lately, but this might bring her out of her shell,”. "You really like this, watching me jack-off?" Yeah, it's fun to watch, especially when you shoot. Does your penis really feel hard, like iron or something?" I asked knowing that might get him to offer to let me feel of it."Wanna see for yourself?"Bingo.Chapter 2"Oh, um, well, yeah, I guess so," I said hesitantly like I hadn't planned it all along.He took his hand away as I came over and sat on the bed reaching out to wrap my fingers around it."Oooh, it's really warm. And soft, well, it's hard.