Ree'al tried to make eye contact with some of the noblewomen. A widow would be perfect, a woman of the world who wouldn't need courting. A woman who k...ew her needs and wasn't afraid to fulfill them. A woman who knew the politics of this kingdom and would share her knowledge with him.Ah. There she is. Obviously in mourning, her black dress a contrast to the cacophony of color around her. Please let it be her husband who is dead and not her child. She was pretty in her late thirties or early. The story continues.Over the next couple of months, I and Pari, Akram, and Sona have been having sex regularly. At least 3-4 times a week. They loved it. We have got them addicted to sex and made them crave it. While we were having sex, we were also slowly tuning their brain towards lesbian sex, group sex, and incest.Poor Pari and Sona were under the impression that our parents had no idea about our sexcapades. But Akram and I were keeping them posted about everything.Like our dads changed our. God!’ I lifted him off the bed when I came before collapsing back onto the bed. ‘That was the best.’ He must have come sometime about the time that I did because I could feel it oozing out and running down over my arse-hole and onto his sheets. By the feel of it he really had been saving it up for a while. And it didn’t stop there. He came to the door to see me off many hours later. ‘I suppose that’s going to have to satisfy me for some time to come.’ He genuinely sounded sad about the. If you’re interested….you’ll just have to come & find it….anyway….the story… After a long ride from the place I live (yes ,I ride a motorcycle ) ,through the picturesque village of Alston and along the fantastic ,windy A6 ,I decided to stop the night at a pub overlooking Ullswater.Pulling over next to the lake ,the beat of the bike stopping as I killed the engine ,leaning the bike over onto it’s side stand ,the tip of the sun just starting to disappear over the horizon .The heat of the day now.