Balthazar's fingers played over her lightly, unhurried dispite how long his hunger for such soft and sweet flesh had gone unsatisfied.  Only the hardness of his shaft betrayed how eager he was to take her.  At her words, he chuckled softly.<br/><br/>"As you wish, grand-daughter," he whispered against her ear.<br/><br/>He withdrew his hands and reached to turn her to face him again.  Then he cupped her perfect buttocks.  He lingered to squeeze those delightful globes of flesh before lifting her to sit upon the dark and ominious reflection of the throne.<br/><br/>