<div align="center"><em>Lord Ambrose talking dirty to his Niece</em></div><br/>Lord Ambrose smiled gently at the squirming girl on his lap. Her body seemed rapt with attention and responded with complete honesty and as she spoke she finds his hands gently pawing at her supple breasts pulling blindly upon those pert nipples stilling his hand only because he had to control himself but also because he couldn't fight dirty like this.. but then again she seemed very eager to indulge in her own sensual manners. Feeling her stroke his cock truly did make it as stiff as a diamond for it felt painful indeed to be trapped by his trousers. He stroked her neck gently with just his fingertips the palm resting against firm muscles.<br/><br/><strong>"And I would welcome those sinful attentions all the while hungrily worshipping your supple curves with my hands. Paying careful attention to your lovely breasts, kneading them in hands and pulling upon those lovely nipples with pursed teeth rolling my tongue over them to warm your chest. Before cooling it down with a touch of cold ice playing a small game of hot and cold with you... dancing the chilly ice over yours soft skin to cool it before warm it up with my heated breath and my warm saliva which is showered upon you from rapt kisses to your lovely form. My pre cum would remain beading on the tip the whole while and then I would let my eyes wander down to that sensual honeycomb that rests between your legs.. and I would gaze upon it without shame blowing air down into you to be a simple tease."</strong>He smiled watching her as she squirmed stroking his cock and as she did he grinds carefully trying to encourage her bad behavior.<br/><br/><strong>"Like a bee I would delve into your honeycomb harvesting that sweet nectar with my busy tongue lapping over that jewel of womanhood that crowns that cute slit of yours. Perhaps we would race to see who would climax first and I would let my essence spill into your mouth as much as you like... And when you get me hard again I shall drive my sword deep inside your wet sheathe and thrust slowly at first..."</strong>He would kiss passionately over her lips for a few seconds before continuing on<strong>"deeper... harder... faster I would go... until you started filling this study with your screams and when you did I would silence you with a kiss and drive myself up against your back walls and lay my blessing of heated rapture inside your body letting my lusts fill you up."</strong>He whispered softly into her ear kissing the lobes with a smile taking in her fragrances she wore well on her skin. She knew when coming here she was to be perfect... as she always was.