I turned on the side table lamp and turned off the ceiling light and got under the covers.She was facing the wall and I could still hear her sniffing ...so I went in for a hug behind her.Soon she felt safe and dozed off as her breathing was steady.I tried to dose off but just couldn't.Her hair smelled so good, like a fruit flavoured scent.After some time, I tried to retrieve my hands but apparently they were just under her breasts and on thinking of that, I immediately got a boner and this time,. The Castle grounds were immaculately kept, the rooms we toured were impressive and well furnished. She spoke to an attendant and motioned to my camera. He nodded and unlocked a chamber that lead to a narrow, steep, winding staircase. With her in the lead we ascended the stairs. I purposely fell back a step or to to enjoy the view up and ahead of me. Each alternating step she took gave me a different view of thigh, ass, and pussy. Once we got to a brick encased balcony, she pointed palm up at. I but down on my bottom lip and looked down at my hands as I tugged back away from him. "I... I have to go change" I said quickly pulling out of his arms and rushing into my room. Slamming the door quickly as I push my night gown over my panties grinding my hand roughly at my dripping cunt. Moaning softly as my fingers prob at my clit more firmly, lifting my gown more and gripping onto my nipple tugging at it and whimpering softly. Picturing daddy's hands on me and my body reacting to him so. She walked up the stairs in the centre of the pit once more, reaching out to place her palm against the stone and the carved writing."AE2fp-67DCU-KlW4H-6QX9g-8Tu5F," she said out loud, her eyes glassing over."What was that sir? What do you mean?" asked Sigurdson behind her."What?" Tara shook her head as if to clear it."You said something, sir. A string of letters and numbers," said Sigurdson."Strange, I don't remember doing that. I could swear I saw the Ard Righ in my head. Anyway, come on,.