He returned to Salah’s booth a few days later, bearing a gift of olive oil, and had stopped for an hour or two to talk. Since then, he had visited t...he man on perhaps a dozen occasions and, through assiduous questioning, was starting to learn the basics of the herbalist’s art. If Cadfael had a motto it would be ‘nothing learned is ever wasted.’ He recognised many of the plants used as being common weeds that grow everywhere from Aber Menai to Jerusalem but there were more that he could not put. Partly that would be too easy, but also it wouldn’t be as exciting. I undressed in front of her. She watched me dumbly, patiently. Here eyes grew large when I unzipped my pants–still stained from fucking her sister earlier in the evening–and my cock fell in front of her face. Her hands twitched in her lap, and she licked her lips, but she didn’t move forward. I sat back down she slouched forward so that her ass perched on the edge of the couch and spread her legs apart. She was aroused, I could. They will ask me back, I am sure." I hope so, highness," I said, uncertain as to why this change in the political status in Kushtia should have required me to trek into the depths of Wales."Hope is not sufficient. A leader and ruler must act. There is a tradition which I wish you to help me with. In the past the members of the Council of Kalin were appointed by the Kalinin, now the Council is elected by the parliament. That is only proper if Kushtia is to take its rightful place on the world. He was ashamed by how easily he made love to his daughter, taking her virginity without a second thought when it came down to it. But he was most ashamed by how much he enjoyed it, how good it felt to be the first man to penetrate his beautiful teenage daughter's sweet cunt."Dad, are you okay?" Molly asked as she noticed the look on her father's face. Her pussy was still tingling a little, but her body had recovered from the intense act."Me? What about you, are you okay?" Tom asked his daughter.