.* * *...to Capistrano...Rita Noble opened her eyes, squinting at the glare of the sunlight asher upper body slowly rose from the bed. A Bullchester... radio stationhad come to life, serving as the alarm setting on Rita?s bedside alarmclock, and an oldies tune from the Ink Spots was playing.She remembered hearing that song during her time at Camp Awohali,where she had been tormented by a bullying boy named Brock. She wasnever given any justice. The incidents were more or less swept underthe rug. But it was fine if she had to give up the gorgeous gowns of her youth, she was just the daughter of a Knight and a simple gown would suit her needs as well as silken layers.The Queen had tried to stand up for the people, but sadly the King had left her with child, and hope, sadly the Queen had died bearing that child, children actually, a set of twin boys, the children had survived, though to say they flourished would be too much. They were well cared for by their nurse and often publicly. She felt the animals revolting, slimy, cock slipping over her lips, she could see the huge knot being held firm behind Barrys fist. Her whole body was filled with absolute disgust as she felt the dogs cock slipping over her tongue. The dogs hairy belly was rubbing over her forehead, its warm, hairy balls dragging over her face. She could feel its animalistic warmth, and she could smell the tangy dog piss smell in her nostrils as its vile cock penetrated right to the back of her mouth and made. As we broke away and started walking again, we chatted about how nice it was and how good the day had been, and then we started talking about more personal things, I think I asked if you had ever had sex outside, and I think you said yes, however you then said you wanted me to take you into the trees and pull your clothes off. So we nipped into the trees alongside the golf course, we continued kissing, I laid you down on the grass and started to kiss your neck, I was rubbing your fantastic.