The next morning as he enjoyed breakfast with the b&b's owner and manager Alfred, he asked about the castle and the legend behind the curse."Several h...ndred years ago the castle was a strong and bustling place. At the throne was King Augustus Breckenridge, a good and fair king, and the village that surrounded the castle was filled with happy, contented people. It was a good time for everyone and the castle and village prospered," Alfred explained in his heavily-accented broken English."Then one. But he managed to open my button. He unzipped the chain and then, pulled my trousers along with my underwear, till my knees.My t-shirt was a jumble around my chest and trouser and underwear around my knees. He forced me to curve my body forward. My hand landed on 50 kg’s rice bags kept one upon the other. It was around 3 feet high and my hands landed on them. He pulled out his dick out of his lower and managed to push it inside my pussy.It went straight inside my pussy. He grabbed my waist and. As he pushed forward an intense pain built, I was at my breaking point when the tightness of my ass gave way swallowing his hard cock deep inside and the pain released to pleasure.Terry fucked my ass hard pushing in and pulling back almost releasing his cock from my tight hole. As he fucked me in and out over and over hard and harder. James broke his pounding of my mouth pushing my head to Ricardo’s cock. “We all know what a little whore you are, now just be a little slut and suck me nice”. When we got the assignment, our lunch table was buzzing with brainstorms.“I know what you’re doing,” Melody taunted me. “Something with drapes. Probably watercolor.”“Don’t forget the nude and the dog,” I said. “It is Figure Painting. But, yeah. There will be drapes.”“I’m going to develop that sketch I did of the hippy chick model in highlights against a dark background,” Sandra said.“She was cool,” said Amy. “I might do one of her. In fact, I’d love to do her.” She got a dreamy look on her face.