sword fights on the heights

“You can thank Shannon for that. She has some kind of miracle gift when it comes to teas and soups. I can’t explain it; she gets the flavoring exactly right every single time.” Sophia giggled and continued drinking. Down the hall, Shannon, who was doing her best not to eavesdrop, blushed and smiled with her ears twitching happily. “As for what you should do, I’d say you’re on the right path already. Like you said before, your literature program has no future without Cyrilo, or you for that matter, so if either of you are imprisoned or executed, your dream of changing the world dies. You truly can help people by bringing about the Age of Information. Don’t throw that away to alleviate your guilt.

“What the fuck did you just say to me, little man?” Noah warned, getting up from his stool and approaching the bounty hunter with a murderous glare. “Because I know for a goddamn fact you did NOT just try to tell a gold-rank knight what to do. You know what? Fuck rank. Anyone who talks to me like that, especially when I’m this pissed off, gets skull-fucked.”

“Umph…geez…” Carol whispered. Her face was contorted in pain but she didn’t protest. “Keep going…aahhh! It’s okay. Go slow.” Her anus started to accept the thick head of my cock. My new favorite thing was watching a girl’s asshole spread as I push my cock inside. “Owowow!” Carol exclaimed. “It’s fine. Keep going. It hurts but it’s fine. Shit that thing is thick. Ooooohhhaawww!”