Thank-you, thank-
you, thank-you. Linda pressed against me from behind
and both women reached around me with their arms, holding
themselves and me between them
. .
. He remembered the stories he'd heard about the old, haunted city on the Vlatava: About the Headless Templar who rides by night, and the cursed gravedigger who gambled with the spirits of the dead and lost, and the rich man who burned to death with his bags of gold and even now tries to escape the city with his riches in tow. In a corner of the room there was an extra shadow, cast by no person at all
The ring wouldn't come off.
For the life of me I couldn't think of a single thing to say to her, I just stared at her gorgeous body, B-cup breasts that didn't sag at all, topped with perfect little nipples that any man would give their left nut to suck on. Shifting noises caught my attention and I turned to see Tina lightly dragging her hand across her tight blue jeans, seemingly lost in her own mind
. "What the fuck?" The guy yelled, letting go of his pants before tackling me to the floor
Thank-you, thank-
you, thank-you. Linda pressed against me from behind
and both women reached around me with their arms, holding
themselves and me between them
. .
. He remembered the stories he'd heard about the old, haunted city on the Vlatava: About the Headless Templar who rides by night, and the cursed gravedigger who gambled with the spirits of the dead and lost, and the rich man who burned to death with his bags of gold and even now tries to escape the city with his riches in tow. In a corner of the room there was an extra shadow, cast by no person at all
The ring wouldn't come off.
For the life of me I couldn't think of a single thing to say to her, I just stared at her gorgeous body, B-cup breasts that didn't sag at all, topped with perfect little nipples that any man would give their left nut to suck on. Shifting noises caught my attention and I turned to see Tina lightly dragging her hand across her tight blue jeans, seemingly lost in her own mind
. "What the fuck?" The guy yelled, letting go of his pants before tackling me to the floor
Thank-you, thank-
you, thank-you. Linda pressed against me from behind
and both women reached around me with their arms, holding
themselves and me between them
. .
. He remembered the stories he'd heard about the old, haunted city on the Vlatava: About the Headless Templar who rides by night, and the cursed gravedigger who gambled with the spirits of the dead and lost, and the rich man who burned to death with his bags of gold and even now tries to escape the city with his riches in tow. In a corner of the room there was an extra shadow, cast by no person at all
The ring wouldn't come off.
For the life of me I couldn't think of a single thing to say to her, I just stared at her gorgeous body, B-cup breasts that didn't sag at all, topped with perfect little nipples that any man would give their left nut to suck on. Shifting noises caught my attention and I turned to see Tina lightly dragging her hand across her tight blue jeans, seemingly lost in her own mind
. "What the fuck?" The guy yelled, letting go of his pants before tackling me to the floor
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