From the moment he was able to walk he went each day with the family flock high onto the grazing slopes. When his hands grew larger and stronger, he m...lked the family cows, dawn and sunset. He walked down the steep slopes to the village school and when he had learned his letters and words, he begged his father for extra candles so he could read stories and scriptures beside the fireplace each evening.Their village was served by a small chapel, led by an elderly priest whose soul was exceeded in. “Eat” was all he said. With two of his super thick fingers, dad shoved them into my greasy hole, still filled with his seed. Scooping up a handfull of his cum from my belly, he grabs my now hard as fuck teenage cock. Squezzing me with un-relentless pressure, he yanks my dick like he was trying to pull it off, while yet again, slamming my ass with his fingers. It only took a few minutes before I started trembling at my thighs, and heaving so hard in my breathing I was sure to crack a rib.. "I am Gwen, by the way," she helps to cut the tension with her name and friendly smile. I am right, she is stunning."That would be short for," I prompt."You're quick," she gives a short smile again. "Guinevere. The queen of Camelot." Yes, yes, Arthur's Queen and in most stories the real reason for the downfall of the kingdom," I say pulling this ancient knowledge out of my memory."I see you know the story," her eyes gleam with amusement. "I may be queen, but I will never look beyond my one. Daddy wanted me to beg him to stop, but I’m such a stubborn little bitch, I wouldn’t ask him to stop. Instead I started telling him it was good, but I really didn’t cum HARD unless his big cock was ramming my pussy. Finally, I got daddy stirred up enough that he started fucking me. Then I started babbling about how his huge dick made me cum so good and about how he had turned me into such a slut. Daddy came really hard, and feeling him squirt, plus hearing him groan, made me get off too, right.