We're not a judgmental lot. We accept anyone and everyone. And we'reso lucky, this bus has some of the finest creators of TG fiction everonboard. I...even got to hear the Professor talk about his future plansfor Ovid, and I can't wait to read what he's going to do next." "Who is the Professor, and who or what is Ovid?" "Honey, just let me get settled, and I'll tell you all about theProfessor, Morpheus, Raven, Cleo Craft, and all the other heroes ofreaders like me."It took several hours. Mostly because she'd been there. The pictures of huge codpieces on Kings, Dukes ... even knights were products of artists staying alive. So too were massive chests and well turned calves. Noses were shrunk and chins grew.Paintings of wives and children were more the product of imagination than the real thing. Sometimes the beauty of a child was found in the model found on the hillside tending the sheep ... sure ... the tender and the Duke's son had the same father but the son ... he was. ..Peter had a very nice thick cock; which slid in me very easily from behind.Sheila grabbed my firm boobs, putting them in her mouth and biting on my hardened nipples. I loved her touch and her licking.Her husband had me on all fours and he was fucking me very hard from behind, as he grabbed my waist and slapped my buttocks.I moaned with pleasure, feeling that thick cock pumping me and those plump lips sucking my nipples.All of a sudden Peter grunted and he slipped off. He grabbed my hair and. Tyrom was leroys son he was 18 and fit dark but ugly as sin, baron and Jacob was Leroy 17 year old twin's. Taylor the 14 year old son of Leroy and Leroy's 82 yearold father (toby) < lol> who was now talken to my daughter and rubbing her leg's and tit's. Leroy told us how his wife died a year ago and he was a truck driver. his brother and father helps take care of the boys while he is on the road. I let them all now this was a open sex house and ever one was fuckable meaning the (women)but we.