Concerned that being exposed to the children's reading material wouldnegatively affect me, I looked instead to the vast selection of mysterybooks."I'm...not sure your parents would approve of you reading the novels inthat section. There's a fair bit of violence and subjects that aren'treally suitable for children. It's wonderful that you want to challengeyourself, but we can find something a bit more appropriate."I said firmly, "I know what all that stuff is. I know what killing is,and I'm used. When he stopped, his partner then moved in and kissed me as well. "She's a fuckin' good cocksucker" I heard dad say to them and with that, he got off his stool, took my arm and pulled me over to a corner table, the two men following close behind. It was dark enough in the corner and once there, "Get on your knees whore" dad said to me and down I went, knowing what was to happen next. Both men had come up and seeing me on my knees, both unzipped their pants, took out their cocks and dad. ”“Perhaps… wait, do you see that? In the distance?”Shielding his eyes from the late afternoon sun, Lancelot replied, “I do. It appears to be a dark smoke cloud. It seems that Arthur let the flames grow out of control.”“No, that would never happen,” Guinevere said firmly. “Even in his distraught state, the rest of Arthur’s men would have never allowed those flames to endanger the citizenry of Camelot.”“Then there is only one other explanation: Mordred.”“What?!”Lancelot sighed. “He is. I laugh at you and start to dance again. We stop dancing and we go and sit down on a small couch in the corner of the club, there is hardly any space so you tell me to sit on your knee, by this time I’m horny as ever and my pussy is taking control of my mind, I sit down and then I feel your hand dart beneath my skirt, getting caught on my lacy tights beneath but not for long as you just rip a hole in them to get to the sweet spot you have been gagging for all night. I feel your fingers stroke.