You will roam the land, with nothing to your name and not a penny to save you from thirst or hunger. Go now, and get out of my sight.” Cameron was stunned. When he realized that he wouldn’t be executed, the young boy thought that he would at least be able to live a life similar to the one he has been living as a Duke’s only son, perhaps as a ward with another Lord or Count somewhere in the Kingdom. But exile, exile was a death sentence, though it would just take longer, much much longer. Guards grabbed at his arms and dragged the boy away as the court was dismissed. Cameron had been too masturbating much in shock to pay any particular attention to anything, and everything around him seemed to go by in a blur. Soon however, Cameron quickly realized that he had not yet been dragged off in a caravan japanese to be dropped off outside the Kingdom’s borders, but was alone in someone’s private chambers. Observing his surroundings, Cameron realized that this had to have been one of the asian courthouse’s many fancy accommodations, as the Dukes often had to gather for more than one day to deliberate on certain matters. His father used to do that, and had he not been stripped of his titles, Cameron would have done it too. “Hello, little Lord Eveur. How do you feel?” The door to the chambers opened and then closed behind the boy, startling him. Lord Remington entered the room and had on a smile that spread across his thin lips. “I-I feel fine, m-my Lord.” Cameron managed a short bow. “A-And I’m not a lord, not anymore.” He heard often in his household how Lord Remington was a cunning snake and not to be trusted, and had even heard rumors that it was he who betrayed his father during that final battle. Lord Eveur, his wife, and daughter had died that day, and with the uprising put down, the new lord, Cameron Eveur, was captured and imprisoned. And yet, Lord Remington had been the one to save his life. If the rumors were true, that did not make sense. Cameron, unsure of whether to trust his gut, decided that perhaps some rumors are just that after all: rumors. “Thank you for saving my life today, Lord Remington.” Cameron said again as the man walked in, past him, and sat himself down on the ornate bed at the head of the room. “I-I know our families haven’t always agreed in the past, but I cannot deny that today I am indebted to you.” “Think not about it, my good boy. I did nothing but do what I thought was right.” He extended a hand and beckoned Cameron to approach. “Come, little Cameron. Let me take a good look at you.” Hesitating for a second, Cameron decided that Hardcore he should listen to the older man for now. Lord Remington did save his life after all. Stepping forward, Cameron stopped when he was standing just in front of the old man, a foot away from his wooden bed frame. The young boy was still naked save for his undergarments and his body still bore the bruises and scrapes from his imprisonment. On his head, the gash had stopped bleeding but the blood was dried over, and so were the tears on his cheeks. Standing there, Cameron let Lord Remington’s hands hold his little bruised body as the masturbation older man looked closely at him. “Oh, my boy. Come on, we’re about to begin in a few minutes.” Yet the powers japanese I Hardcore was feeling was coming from within the upper part of the temple. I looked at her face and she was red faced and had the look of a mad woman as I fucked her tight sweet pussy. "Oh hell," she said when she finished laughing, "I guess you don't need much more masturbating than toothbrushes anyway." “Is that all you got?” Yavara sneered, “The infamous Dark Queen can’t even seduce a freshly-broken maiden?” Mistress, usually an ardent connoisseur of my greatest talent, was otherwise distracted. Clara went to the drawer and pulled out my chains with clamps on the ends and said, Still, there was gasp in surprise to be made by her when his slender organ felt like a hot iron asian poker as it pushed through the deep cleft of her ass cheeks. She was so excited already. He starts to object. We either just swim naked or are in shorts and tee shirts. The feelings of sadness, disappointment and frustration started to seep into my mind. “You know I will Bella. "Fuck me; you two are unbelievable. Salarin will be hunting again, and most will be away in his retinue. Make me your whore" she masturbation goes back to licking Sara as she bucks back onto John's cock. She weakly guided Tilly's pussy to her mouth and she began kissing and licking Tilly's sensitive folds. I started slowly tongue fucking her ass, cleaning my cum out of the way in the process.