But she realized that he did value her, but only as his property. “So I am not an audience,” crowed Peshka. xnx “Bring your knees back to your chest, girl,” said Peshka, and Anna reached down and with her arms drew her legs back until her feet rested under her father’s chest. he wants a son so his son and mine can take over. We could both rise up and face him.”
“He hurt me too much, he owns me, I couldn’t face him,” said Anna sadly. “I can’t let you see him.”
But in the end, Anna went. “Your fingers… “Now mount her before I lose my patience completely.”
Anna’s father seemed like a man possessed; he numbly did as he was told. Her own hands stroked the horsemaid’s firm breasts, ran down and slipped over her taut buttocks.
