When Katrina was nine years old she would come in to the guest bedroom every night to kiss her mother and I goodnight. She knew that Mommy was sleepin... with her brother. She also knew that we were both naked under the sheet. It was quite obvious that her mother’s tits were hanging out.Sex was just as good as it had ever been. She always did like it when we did sixty-nine. She never did that with her husband. Or she would suck his cock occasionally and if the mood hit him he might give her pussy. I did this for two reasons. First reason: The prize is paid out in installments over 20 years. I may not last that long, but my grandson will. My son will see that I get most of the money every year until I'm gone. Second reason: At the time I won the lottery I was still so mad at Jenny that I didn't want her to get any of that money. I thought she might just kick me out and go running to her lover, Henry. My mind had really been fucked up by her affair.After receiving the first check, I began. They could work overtime Saturday, but it was not required. Both had Tuesday morning classes so they had to move in to the bunkhouse Sunday or Monday. Just the three of them could have an overnight two-on-one party Sunday. They figured that with enough time they could each cum in all her holes. If Nadia stayed away they could do it in the bunkhouse.A number of phone calls were made, each boy told Janet how they missed her “fantastic booty” and how they wanted to make it up to her ... alone,. It was all kept quiet, no one shouting orders or using flashy spells so that the revelers could avoid the detection and the knights could keep things from escalating. But now, there was a new player on the board, the Harajin. They moved like a pack of wolves, blending into the darkness and making no noise. Every time they encountered a reveler, death came quickly. Many were slain before they could even draw their weapon or cry in pain.They came upon a dwarf with an axe, his warrior instinct.