Dad soon got behind me and entered my ass and we were all fucking and screaming and bathed in cum. I loved getting my ass fucked. It seemed our f****y...was always fucking each other. We soon gave up wearing clothes and just wore robes that could be removed in an instant. My dad loved to finger my ass and pussy and fuck me often. His hands were always some where on my body. One night he kept me in his bed all night and fucked my ass and pussy over a dozen times. He and I could not seem to get. Can we meet you in the café? We shouldn't be more than a few minutes."She set off, and Malcolm and I re-crossed the road, and headed for the café round the corner.Over a cuppa, I explained to Malcolm in more detail why we were being quite so careful that the girls' landlady did not find out that I was living there; we did not want the girls thrown out of a very good place, because we knew very well that they were unlikely to find anywhere else so convenient.I also made it plain that I was. .. let's just say I convinced him otherwise." Wow. The only one? Thank you. I've never had an original before," she said, finally putting it on."It looks beautiful on you," I said with false awe. "I knew it would, but still... " Come and see what I have in my room," she said, taking my hand and pulling me towards her room."Wait a sec," I said with some confusion. "What about me?" Oh, sorry... " she said, letting go of my hand.When she saw I was waiting for something, she frowned, then slapped. Behind the fence was a large ditch used for the mounds dirt. The road smoothly wound through a gap in the fence, used as a checkpoint. The road went over the ditch and curved around the main entrenchment; a large stonewall surrounded a large slate roofed wooden keep. The distance between the inner wall and outer was one hundred and fifty yards, the firing distance of an arrow from the top of the inner wall. The road curved between the two walls before exiting the other side.From the fort,.