"But, baby--your mom. She was actually screwing your brother!" Yes," Lorena said, stroking his fingers and looking into his bewildered eyes. "And Jean...was in on it."Her father's head swung from side to side. "But, Arlene. It just doesn't seem possible--especially with Glynn. She had a lot of chances to play around and never did. Now--"Lorena leaned forward and kissed him. "Dad, it's no different than what you and I have been doing. We're father and daughter, they're mother and son; the. We’ve both got a full tummy now and I’m about to get out of her room as I’m hearing Ava say: “Dad?” “Yes, darling?” “Um…” Ava is pausing. I’m waiting for a few moments. She’s gazing down, her face is flushing slightly. I’m putting an arm on her shoulder: “Don’t be embarrassed, honey. What is it?” “Um… this is so embarrassing! I really hate this whole situation, you know that, dad?” “M-hm.” “I’ve got this issue. I could normally easily take care of it myself, but now…” “I understand. Out with. I kept on licking her and I felt her shiver and shudder. I tasted her wetness and was having a problem not to come as I kept on licking. She let out a deep groan and I knew she is about to come. She pleaded with me to keep on doing in a hoarse whisper. When she came she took my head from behind and presses my face into her hot and wet “V” and shuddered like an earth quake while groaning. Her juices gushed out and I enjoyed the pleasure of tasting the juices of a squirting woman. She tasted. The implication is clearly that she was not of any special significance and she died soon after Athelstan’s birth. There is a tradition that Ælfred intended Athelstan as his heir but the boy was only six years old when Ælfred died. Edward married after Athelstan’s birth and produced a number of legitimate children. All of these were still minors at the time of Edward’s death in 924 AD. Athelstan was elected King with the help of considerable Mercian support. He had been raised in Mercia.