Now, after generations of fighting and countless battles, news had arrived from across the sea that the Overlord had been overthrown by forces within ...is own land and now, the new ruler wanted to negotiate an end to the constant warring between the two lands. There had also been stories telling that the monsters of the distant land had also changed with the seating of the new ruler, with the lethal creatures that once filled the land slowly being replaced with new monster races that were said. .. keep squeezing and releasing the head... please."So, Angel, smiling at her father, started squeezing and releasing the knob again and again. It throbbed and jerked in her hand. She felt her father's pre-cum secretion wet her hand but she continued, knowing that her father was secreting semen fluid. To Angel it seemed a long time before she stopped. All the time her father was smiling at her and thanking her. Then they sat on the sofa together."Daddy, couldn't we have done the exercises on. Ever had a good dry rub Theem? Is to die for! Wait until you see some of the props they have around here, too! And they do have 'everything you can think of' on the menu for real, too! The old kitchen that hasn't seen a banquet in not quite fifty years has been cleaned up and has people keeping it running 24 hours a day. Someone special orders something, send Little Timmy over to serve it. What the hell is dry rubbed Theem, anyway? Oh, intelligent beings, only these are clones. Ohhh Kay!. "You have to display the cum, darling. Has no one explained the tournament rules to you?"She shook her head, and the man rolled his eyes."Next time, either have the man cum on your face, or spit it out." Just don't spit on my rug, please," Minotti added. He then handed her an empty glass. "Here," he said, "you can use this if you want."She took the glass and sheepishly stood to her feet. The man with the clipboard let out another exasperated sigh."Whenever you're ready," he said, and motioned.