In a village of La Mancha, the name of which I have no desire to call to mind, there lived not long since one of those gentlemen that keep a lance in the lance-rack, an old buckler, a lean hack, and a greyhound for coursing. Tired of not having his sword clean for years, this gentleman resorted to chivalry books in order for him to find a way, since in them the knight always tapped ass. And so he decided to become one and to travel the words helping damsels in distress, waiting for the chance to screw her after as a thankyou. But alas, not even that way he found the way to fuck, 'cause this gentleman had read so much and hat was so sex-starved that he saw damsels where there were none, mistaking sheep herds with harens of young maidens. After looking and looking, after being of the verge of abandoning his short career of knighting, he encountered a young girl sheperd that was ready to eat his Cock of La Mancha: after defeating her boyfriend in single combat, he decided to take his reward: a naturally-bodied young woman, eager to receiving his cock inside her loins, and ending it up with an AMAZING ANAL FUCK that would be forever in the, erm, annals. And so the story of this gentleman ends up, he who achieved his goal and ended up being satiated, at leas until the next day...