They knew when they turned f******n the king may move them to the whores room even tho they were not whores. Just good fucking and breeding for him. N... one fucked these girls till the king handed them off. By then they had given birth to many babies for the king.He went to the young gal's bed and as he approached she knew to remove her night gown. She was naked under it and her tits were starting to get to be a nice size. He looked at her shaved pussy. The women kept the whores shaved and clean. "Me neither and it's alone. Your guess is as good as mine." I whispered back.The antelope, although in plain view of the huge beast, did not pay even the slightest bit of attention to it, and I was so wrapped up in watching the mighty animal that I completely forgot to shoot the buck and only seconds later, and in quite a disquieting manner, it became impossible to do so.The mammoth was browsing on the young and tender shoots of some low bushes, waving his great ears and switching his short. I was already dressed, ready for my fun night, with a coat over the top to keep it hidden.When we got to the club, a few of the guys were already there, drinking at the bar. We went over to join them, as more folk came in. To my surprise, it was not only guys, some of them had their girlfriends as well. This turned me on, to think they would be watching too.It was not long before everyone had arrived. Time for some action!!At the end of the room was a raised area, a small stage. In the centre. "1027 Brandywine Lane. January 9, 2010. Life-size." Hi, master," said the five-year-old girl who appeared between us just as the Pope finished folding the blanket over. She'd be missing a day out of her life, but I wasn't planning on telling her. I imagine the Pope wasn't going to be talking much about it either."Mister Thompson," I said with a smile. "You can call me Mister Thompson, sweetie. Never master." Okay, Mister Thompson," she said. "Where's my mommy and daddy?" Your mommy had to go.