Years of drug abuse and alcoholism had taken a great toll from him. He was sixty five, but he looked like ninety five. His hair dragged down his back ...o just under his shoulder blades. In the front, he had no hair. When viewed from the top, he looked like a furry toilet seat. He was just dropping off to sleep when station security showed up. ‘Get off the bench, you bum. This isn’t a hotel,’ ordered the big, burly agent. ‘Scram, get out of here!’ ‘I have nowhere to go.’ ‘Tough, this isn’t a. I was bored, cause the TV stations in the bush were crap, and the programmes were also crap. I was lying in front of the TV and Jacqueline was sitting next to me. She must have been bored too, cause she started to tease me by trying to tickled me. She knew I was ticklish around the ribs.I told her to stop it a couple of times, hitting her hand away, but she kept doing it. Our siblings were into the TV programme, and told us to stop talking. Jacqueline kept tickling me, and I started to. This time, Chad softened but I was in a zone and was feeling slutty. I have done things sexually with Chad that I had never imagined and have repeated most of them. One of those things was anal.I whispered, "I want you in my ass. Don't be gentle. You ladylove is feeling slutty." I went down between his legs and sucked him into my throat as he hardened. I loved the feel of him as he hardened in my mouth. I loved the taste of our cum mixed together. It didn't take long Chad to regain his full. So a great war is coming in Drakarya Isle, between Lynthoria, Drakarya and the drakarian rebel nobles, crowned as kings and queens, and supported by Lynthoria, Scorcya and Irlayn, the last ones kingdoms led by Ann I and Christine I, sisters of the deceased monarch, whom desire the drakarian crown for themselves. But despite that, King Arthur III shouldn't forget about the always upcoming visenians, the brave and brutal north humans that live in the other end of the Chill Sea, whom continously.