The bloody water went down the drain in the center of the cell block.The guards divided the twenty men evenly in each cell. Jack luckily got his broth...r to share his cell. Their confinement had a bunk bed and a bench. The two sat side by side on the bottom bunk.A steady stream of naked men came trickling into the jail cells. Most of them were around Jack and Thomas' age, though a few were older. Soon, all the spaces on the beds and bench were filled."Go use the rest room now," said Jack,. She quickly explained to him, “My brother was called to the border for some difficulties with our northern neighbors. They seem to think a border is a silly thing and not at all necessary for separating one land from another. Of course, he will solve that problem with his long sword and powerful arm and hopefully return before the feast of Saint Thomas to celebrate your arrival in our humble homeland.”Sir Alistair was still a bit confused.He remembered the soft sweet flanks of the young lad and. Even then, I had unnaturally large breasts, and now they were even bigger. I had just graduated college, and am on my way to the city where I have just rented my first apartment. I am five-foot, seven, with long wavy brown hair, big brown eyes, a heart shaped ass, and large 36 DD breasts. I hadn't seen Mr. Smith since I left high school, but we exchanged e-mails over the years. I made a plan to visit him before I left town, and he offered to meet up in his classroom before the students got out. “I know you knocked me up the first time you screwed me, dad,” Ali sighed. She had an incredibly satisfied look on her face.Normally a house-mother would have taken Ali back to her dorm. A bath girl would have taken me to get washed, and a chamber maid would have changed the sheets. I would have been dressed by a wardrobe girl and then I would have done some work until my dick got hard and I asked for another girl to be sent to me.None of that happened. Ali and I slept in the wet spot. We were.