Sensing that he was about to run out of piss, Zendar directed the last of his jet to Ria’s long red hair. The law proclaimed that children born of incestuous unions, whether the parents were married or not, were trueborn, deserving the full rights of inheritance. Xnx Neena, that was the name of the youth, had raised her rear, her face pressed on the bed, her long brown curly hair sprayed over the sheets. Kondur, mostly silent until now, stated mumbling loudly “it’s coming!”, “it’s coming!” and after a few more powerful thrusts pulled out of his daughter. Such glory could be hers! Zendar could hear from the next terrace, the Ranoc household, cries of ecstasy echoing in the autumn air, as Agala, the beautiful, slim but buxom daughter of the house was being doubly penetrated by her father, the upright Donzal and her dashing brother
