"I know, love, but it's not every day that you become a knight you know." Megan said with a twinkle in her eye."Love, nor is it every day that a simpl... wench such as yourself becomes a proper lady." Richard grinned at her innocently while his comment fully registered with Megan."Wench is it! I'll show you wench!" and Megan as she launched herself across the rug and into his arms. Both of them fell in a tangle of limbs onto the bed. Megan eventually ended up on top where she tickled Richard. What do you get when you do that?” “Jewelry, my dear. Jewelry.”A family is at the dinner table. The son asks the father, “Dad, how many kinds of boobs are there?” The father, surprised, answers, “Well, son, a woman goes through three phases. In her 20s, a woman’s breasts are like melons, round and firm. In her 30s and 40s, they are like pears, still nice, hanging a bit. After 50, they are like onions.” “Onions?” the son asks. “Yes. You see them and they make you cry.” This infuriated his wife. Zak frowned and poked his head into the transport also. “Need help, Red?” “Yeah, man. This shit is a death trap.” He suddenly straightened, regarding Ashriel with a grimace. “Damn, he must really hate you.” Ashriel opened his mouth, but was at a loss as to what to say. Garethiel did hate him. Always had. He’d had his parents to himself after Ashriel was removed from their home, and resented the fuss made over his dark brother whenever he was allowed to visit. Remien went back to poking. It's just something you got to put up with. Then the next five or six times it will still hurt quite a bit, but less. We'll get the boys with smaller dicks to fuck you too, to help stretch the cunt. But I promise you, after you've been fucked fifteen or twenty times, it will feel wonderful and you will love it and want it five or ten times a day."?? ? ? ?The pretty little girl didn't look much comforted.?? ? ? ? "Say how do you do to my big prick and tell it your name."??? ? ? ?"How do you do,.