Despite the plastic net wrapping, the big bales once plumb and round were starting to sag and, on the side not exposed to the sun, the hay was spoiled... and covered in mold and tiny mushrooms.After three years and six attempts, they finally gave up on finding the horses and settled on judiciously preserving the diesel fuel for the more important tasks of tilling the land and hauling fire wood. They only had fuel to last ten more years.There was no real need to use the vehicles to drive into. Any man who violated this decree would be castrated, his tongue would be cut out, and he would live his life in silent servitude among the eunuchs that dwelled in the palace.For many years, this situation was suitable to all, the princess being a proper and chaste young lass, and obedient to her father in all things. The years went by however, and the princess developed in the usual ways, and began to chafe at the constraints imposed by her father. In seventeen years he was the only man she had. The heat consuming her tired body and the arousal from his powerful hold on her kept her in place.The seductive blonde collapsed on top of Asam and started to make out with him as his cock remained in her pussy, all raw and gently moving inside of it. Both lovers had deep fast breaths which their locked lips managed to keep in control without much issue."Ah!" moaned Rory in a high pitch, taking a deep breath.What was just as arousing as the cock in her pussy was also the hold that her lover had. Aslight breeze chilled past. Jack's scalp began to sting. Pin pricks. Itfelt like pin pricks on his skin. He suddenly thought of Pinhead, thatvillain from a 1980's horror flick. His hair fell away. But it wasn'tjust falling out; it was being pushed out. Pushed out by more hair.Bleached blonde hair began to drape Jack's head, growing quickly andspilling down his back. April began to pant, and nodded approvingly ather creation."There...(pant) Now finish it." She looked at June.June's eyes glinted.