Maybe she recognized my discomfort, for she announced that she'd just made a fruit salad, and perhaps everyone should head to the dining room to relax.... Bless her."Jake, what's on tap?" It was only mid-afternoon, but screw it, I thought. I needed a beer."Fiji Baby on the left, and I think we've still got some Mac & Jacks on the right. Everybody's been drinking the Fiji, though, in this heat."'Fiji Baby' is what the locals call 'Fiji Bitter', a decent, light colored beer that goes down well in. It was all such a blur. A melange of sexual impulses that left me frustrated when I woke up the next morning.The moment I was done with my shower, I was pulling on the panties I stole from my daughter’s drawer. They fit perfectly. We were the same size, after all. I might be twenty-two years older than her, but I still had a great figure. I shuddered as I adjusted them to cup my rump. They hugged my flesh. I felt so wicked. They were so different than my usual, boring panties.I trembled as I. I knew what was cumming?? And was a bit frightened but I wanted so much to feel like a woman. Dad lifted my legs over his shoulder and wiped some of the cum which the mask had missed, around my vagina until it felt slippy – then he pressed his cock into me. Very slowly my hole widened and his end went in – then a bit further – I felt so full and he was only an inch in – he kept pressing and more of his cock disappeared. It hurt quite a bit but then suddenly I felt a tingling which turned into. I rode madly through the night, escorted by four Black Bulls. All night, I wondered why, or even who, I was going to meet. The war was going badly, parts of the country were in open revolt, and there had been growing whispers about the King. At dawn I was brought in to see the King. To my surprise, there was the captain, now King.Later that day, King Tirian publicly abdicated, appointing the captain as his replacement. From that day forward, I was with the King. There was much speculation about.