The Sensory Animals of Ston Hill

Grace is sure, Helena has fallen in love with the Earl of Arundel!He found it unreasonable that this young lady wanted to marry the Earl of Arundel while leaving William Ston alone!

Helena likes the Earl of Arundel, the Odor family is richer than the Ston family, Maple Leaf Forest Grange is more decent and luxurious than Ston Hill...

After a few thoughts, Grace took the first step without hesitation and hooked Earl Arundel's arm.

The remaining two looked at them with different expressions, did not cross their arms, but followed independently.

Walking across a lawn is the forest.Unlike the chestnut trees, cypresses, and pine trees around the Stone Mountain Villa, the forest next to the Maple Forest Grange is full of short trees, which look lovely and amiable.

But what a beautiful and lovely scenery, walking slowly in it like this is boring to Grace.

As soon as she entered the woods, Helena immediately let go of her reserve and said to Earl Arundel, "My lord, can you pick some cherries for me?"

The Earl of Arundel stopped and looked back at the tree she pointed to.

Alan Ston had a serious face, raised his hand a little, and broke off a large clump of branches from the tree, with several cherries hanging on it.

Under Helena's annoyed gaze, he handed the cluster of clawed branches to Grace: "Pick the cherries off."

Grace had to let go of the earl's arm.

He quickly grabbed the cherries one by one, took out a handkerchief from his petticoat pocket, wiped the cherries clean one by one, and kept them in the palm of his hand.A few fruits were wiped red and shiny, and they looked quite fresh and juicy in his snow-white palm. They looked very appetizing, at least Grace's saliva was unconsciously dripping from her mouth.

Helena looked at his washed handkerchief with distaste: "How do you wipe it with that thing?"

Grace was startled, and subconsciously pinched the corner of the handkerchief with two fingers, letting it spread out in the wind, "It's clean..."

He stood at the upper air outlet of Alan Stone, and the wind passed through the handkerchief and was sucked into his nose by Alan Stone, as if he could smell his body.

Alan Ston held up one of his hands, "It's so dirty! Go to the lake and wash it off!"

He comes here often and knows that there is a lake nearby.

Grace obediently followed him to the lake, picked up the hem of her skirt, squatted down, and carelessly soaked the hand holding Cherry into the water, dangling back and forth.

The lake water was really cold this season, and Grace shivered violently.

Alan Stone stood behind him. He didn't wear a hat today, and he could see a layer of fine knots protruding from his white neck under his loosely braided bun.

Alan Stone shivered violently, as if he had also been caught by cold water, from the back of his neck to his back was chilly, but from his throat to his lower abdomen, there was a burst of heat.He hurriedly looked away and walked a few steps anxiously, feeling that something was wrong with him.

Grace took her hand out of the lake, shook it casually, turned her head and said to the absent-minded Alan Stone: "We will separate in a moment, please help me get your beautiful lady away, I will find a way to bring the Earl here Here, after about..." He pondered for a while, "You will come back with Miss Odor in a quarter of an hour."

He seldom smiled in front of Alan Stone, but now he smiled like a little fox, "Did you see it? Your lady fell in love with the Earl, and she won't cooperate with me. Your love and Mrs. Stone Your love is about to go to waste!"

When the two returned to the entrance of the forest, Helena was talking to Earl Arundel enthusiastically. The Earl made a gesture of listening patiently, but Grace could tell at a glance that he was actually extremely impatient.

Grace cheered up, trotted over, and opened her hands to the Earl.

The unkind lines around the corner of Earl Arundel's mouth stretched slightly, and he took a cherry out of his palm.

Grace gave the rest of the cherries to Alan Stone, and jumped a few times under the cherry tree - he used to be about the same height as Alan Stone, but a real boy will experience a period of rapid growth In the short term, Grace was compared to him, not to mention that Alan Stone had just broken off the lowest branch, causing him to jump under the tree several times, and finally reached a branch and hung the fruit on it. The heavy branches pushed down with difficulty.

He held up a cherry branch and asked the Earl of Arundel, "Would you like to see that lake? There are many ducks in the lake."

Helena couldn't stand the maid's shamelessness, turned around with a cold face, and strode towards home.

Grace winked at Alan Stone, who looked at him coldly for a moment, then turned around and chased after Helena.

Grace was very proud, and shook the branch in her hand at the back of the two of them, and the leaves rubbed against the leaves, making a "fluttering" sound.

Arundel took out a brand new handkerchief from his pocket, dried the wet cherry that Grace had just given him, raised his hand and stuffed it into Grace's laughing mouth.

Grace's teeth pierced the thin cherry skin, and the sweet juice immediately filled the entire mouth.

The Earl of Arundel held the back of his head, bowed his head and kissed his lips.

Grace subconsciously tilted her head, her thin and cold lips brushed against his cheek, and left again.

The Earl of Arundel let go of him, and he didn't show displeasure, but his face was as serious as usual, and he was no longer as easy-going as before.

Grace was annoyed secretly, but he really didn't react just now - the earl had never kissed his mouth before, and this was the first time just now... But he has been silently reading William Ston's letter several times every night for the past few days ... He actually didn't know that kissing had any special meaning, it was just because William Ston kissed him after being drunk... He was afraid of offending the Earl, he really didn't react just now...

Grace touched the earl's hand flatteringly, "My lord, I will take you to the lake."

The Earl of Arundel took out a cigar from his pocket, lit it slowly, and took another slow puff.

He exhaled a puff of smoke slowly, and because he did not exhale in a hurry, the smoke spread and faded very slowly.

The count's face was lighter than the cloud of smoke, "Is the lakeside more secluded than here? It's more suitable to fuck you?"

Grace's face suddenly became hot, and her entire face and neck were flushed. She stammered "you, you, you" for a long time, and finally nodded with gritted teeth.

The Earl is not like other men, he only likes him who is always pretending to be stupid, and the Earl also likes him who is occasionally smart.

Sure enough, Earl Arundel's face softened slightly, and he raised his hand to touch Grace's face.

With a cracked cherry in her mouth, Grace didn't dare to move, and he couldn't tell whether the Earl was happy or sullen at this moment.

"Afraid of what? Didn't they let you come here so that you could be fucked by me?"

Grace trembled again, and lightly sucked a trace of sticky and sweet cherry juice. She turned her head boldly and rubbed her face against the earl's dry and warm palm, thinking, why is the earl suddenly so vulgar?

The two came to the lake, which was indeed more hidden. The trees by the lake were lush, and the ground was covered with fallen leaves.It can't be seen from the outside. If someone comes over, they will make noise if they step on the fallen leaves.

Grace bit her lip and raised the skirt to her knees in front of the count.

The Earl of Arundel just smoked his cigar leisurely, without saying a word, his eyes fell on his lap.

Grace had no choice but to lift the hem of the skirt to her crotch, and use her hands to lift the hem of the skirt up and wrap it around, completely exposing her naked lower body.

The count finally moved, stretched out his hand and flicked lightly on his hairless penis, and said with a low smile, "Little thing."