There were huge predator fish from wolf fish the size of a man or larger to the long narrow Reavers. Sometimes there was even poisonous gas that kille... silently. There were also poisonous plants that could make you very sick with a touch.Our farm was not huge but provided enough to feed us and pay the king's tax. It was just my father, mother, little brother and me. I was out using a barge my father had built to bring in fish traps. It was noon before I returned and docked the boat and went to. We had plenty of blankets on hand, so the materials wouldn't be the problem. We would need a good bit of heavy thread to sew them together, but I thought that we had enough, as there was a large spool of heavy threat that we had used for previous repairs.Even though I had purchased a very fancy pattern for one several years before I had made mine, I had never used it. A friend had shown me how to make the simpler version that I wound up making. It consisted of just a back piece, two front. "Let us go elsewhere; my daughter, in particular, is easily charmed and I do not want her distracted from her pursuit of the Decurion." I am ... unavailable, but I see your point," I replied. "Shall we? The AI knows where we are..." We settled in an observation lounge and had quite a conversation; the Decurion was correct in that the woman very clearly had her wits about her. She was gratified to discover that I was an ally in her plot to tame the Decurion -- and surprised that I considered it. Babs could also see her sister's pussy-juice pouring from her well-fucked pussy with the dog-spunk.Jake finished shooting his load and he backed up, withdrawing his prick from Madge's cum-running cunt."Ohhhh, that felt good!" the older girl groaned, closing her eyes and struggling to catch her breath."Awwww shit, I'm so frustrated! I didn't come!" Babs wailed. "I was going to, but then Jake came and stopped fucking you. And I didn't get that extra thrill I needed to push me over the edge!"Madge.