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mr pickles mom gyat “Oof!” I winced a little.“April?” Mom asked, her voice heavy with concern. “What was that? Are you okay?”
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mr pickles mom gyat “Oof!” I winced a little.“April?” Mom asked, her voice heavy with concern. “What was that? Are you okay?”
They scoured the underground rooms and corridors, searching for Reiss. Noah checked the waiting and recovery rooms, eventually finding the man’s belt. He wouldn’t leave it behind if he had simply quit the tournament. He spotted a puddle of wine on the floor nearby, but no cup. Noah sniffed the wine and tasted a small drop, feeling his tongue burn. He looked around and noticed a broom closet with broken doorknob. Noah pried it open with his sword, and out fell Reiss’s corpse.“Of course,” Noah muttered.
“Right here.” Carol knelt on the sofa, elbows on the back of the cushion. She bent lower, pushing her ass towards me. “Keep the oil in reach in case we need more.” If she was worried about oil stains on her leather couch, she didn’t show it. She laid her head on the back of the sofa and spread her ass with both hands. Her asshole, now pink from the stretching, was beautiful. “Fuck me.” I stepped up behind her, cock in hand and laid the head against her anus. I started to push. Her asshole was tight, but began to spread against the pressure.
“We are… were… close, for one night, and then he bowed out for me and Alexis. Sometimes, I wonder what would have happened if he had allowed us to accompany him and Valia on their journey. The fact that he never asked makes me wonder if we were ever close at all.”
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