I could have, just as easily, been born to two serfs that toiled and instead of inhetiting a crown, I would have inherited a plow and a debt. The gold...that surrounded my father and the piles of expensive jade and frankensence that rich men had sent to ease his suffering could not help him breathe, nor could the twenty healers and wisemen that he paid to heal him. A peasant might have had his children and his wife close to his bedside as he took his final breath but my father... He died. .."*I called Brian first."Are you interested in having some fun tonight?" Sure," he replied. "What do you have in mind?" Well, would you like to watch Ellen with two guys?" You mean like just watch? Or be involved, too?" Your choice, of course," I answered. "You, me and Gary." Next door Gary?" he asked."Yeah," I replied. "He saw us on your deck this morning and came to see me. He wants to get into our little playgroup." Jen, too?" In time," I assured him. "You game?" Yeah, I'm in," he agreed.. "Nobody could stay limp watching you two." Jerry smiled."Can you cum again, Daddy?" Fiona asked, innocently."I sure can, baby," grinned Jerry, fisting his rejuvenated erection towards the two women. "Who's next?!"Part 12. "Ohhhh, Daddy! Can I watch you fuck Mommy now? Pleeeease!", beggedFiona, reaching out to stroke her mother's juicy wet cuntslit with one hand, and her father's long hard cock with the other.Janet smiled at her husband and lay back, spread her legs wide."Come on, big boy!", she. A security checkpoint manned by a robot and a local uniformed officer checked our CITI and allowed us access.The terminal was as busy as the star port itself. Beings from all over the galaxy moved in any conceivable direction, robots of every design carried out errands, vended food, drinks and provided a host of other services. One side of the terminal had the usual chain stores and restaurants one could find in any mall or star port: Mc Donald’s, Arthur’s Swine and Dine, Harold’s Mercantile,.