This extends into names; specifically my name in this case as she researched the names she would consider to come up with one that had real meaning be...hind it. Taken as a whole it can be read to mean, "Oath keeper, protector of the people". The Folkvar family line, so I've been told, comes from a line of men and women who have literally been protectors of the people, the members of their villages. Sometimes I feel like it is genetic. It seems to be intrinsic to who we are as a group and. "Very pretty!" Samantha said. "Entrez vous?" she said, stepping asideand seeing that Maria was behind her. "Maria, will you please get towork on the silver?" Yes, ma'am," Maria said, sounding hurt, reluctantly leaving the littledrama Samantha and I had been putting on for her."Love your new diamonds, my dear," Samantha said, as she led us back tothe sunroom that gave a spectacular unobstructed view of the nearbypark. "We'll work in here today. It's so nice out." I love it out here," I said,. I stepped back and just looked at him. He started to get scared and asked if I was upset. I told him that I was more shocked than anything. Then he asked how I felt about this morning with the pool k** saw me naked. I told him I was embarrassed and then afterward I got turned on thinking about it and had to come in and use one of my toys. Jerry asked me to them imagine how much more of a turn on it would be if I saw the pool k** naked and he touched my boobs and pussy. I took Jerry’s hand and. His hands were helping me to grind myself into the bedsheet plus his fingers were also trying hard to get into my wet ass hole; surely searching for my prostate. His rubbing there was bringing me extremely close to my climax once again, making me resist and return to being on my back with my cock up while his palm tried to stay firm on my back; asserting the symbolic control nevertheless; to him, I was in his possession. I only thought; he was a power bottom and wanted to dominate me in.