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No one was there, of course, and there was no sign of recent activity. Trade on Chaos was regulated by weather. The longer caravans were all headed South before the winter storms set in. We watered the horses and I held Cadence against my sodden chest to comfort her. I gave her a sip of watered wine from my bota bag and helped her back into the saddle. Then we were off again.There were two more stops. We chewed a hard biscuit and some jerky at the second and Cadence seemed to revive a bit. It was nearing dark when we finally approached the village and we had seen no one on the road since leaving the ford at Mule's Crossing.The inn was nearly deserted so I didn't bother with trying to entertain for our dinner. I paid the quad each for our dinner, wine, breakfast, and stabling for our animals. Our bed was only a little mildewed. Everything was damp.There was a fire in the main room, though, and the innkeeper brought us a good meal that we shared with his family sitting around one. We both learned from each other, sharing our experiences, almost as if we were married, in fact, according to dad, having me in the home now, reminded him of what it was like when he first married mum, only I was younger and prettier, and for that reason, bore no malice or sense of emptiness, because dad had everything he always wanted in life, I was dad's gateway to young girls, dad was hooked and fantasized about teenage girls, and I accepted this slight sexual perversion he had, as one myself, dad's need was gratified in many ways.Two years back I got out of bed to go for a pee and sleepily barged into the bathroom, dad was standing over the washbasin with his underpants at his ankle, having a wank.He did not realize I was there for a couple of seconds, as his eyes were closed and his body started shaking, then the semen shot from the end of his cock, thick yellowish and gooey, I stood, mouth open watching this act, mesmerized and focused.When he recovered and opened his eyes he.
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