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The next morning, Valia stood in the garden behind her home, overgrown after a year of neglect, but still beautiful. She held her sword out in front of her, breathing deeply. Step by step, she underwent the Dance of the Ivunara, an elvish custom performed before battle, as well as for exercise. It was a war dance to ease the body’s mana flow and loosen the muscles. Each day was easier, and she felt like she almost back to her old self.

“It's not that,” I said, trying to figure out the words to explain, when I only partly understood how I was feeling about it myself. “I know he'd be okay with it... and we might end up going there, eventually. But once he knows, there's no taking that back. I... I just need more time to think about it, first, before we go there. Right now, he's just my Grandpa, nothing else, and I'm just his innocent little baby girl... I'm not sure I'm ready to give that up, not yet.”

Sorry, boy, a to be part of our party you gonna have some special responsibilities. With how big your cock is in your pants, you gonna have to take care of all of the needs of the girls in the party. That's the advneturing rules, the one with the biggest cock in the party has to fuck all the girls in it, whether you are ready for it or not. With cock like yours you better be ready to do this often though, doubt we will find anyone bigger.