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“This is my center.” Sorrow said, gesturing to a mausoleum that sat upon a hilltop. The soil gave way to bare rock all around the structure, exposing its crumbling foundation. “Will you go in with me?” I asked her. “I might as well.” Sorrow shrugged, “It’s not like I have anything better to do.” We walked into the stone building, the miserable twilight turning to deathly blackness. There were pedestals lit by slotted windows, much like in Wrath’s center, but at the very end, was a door. I walked to the end of the hall and grabbed the doorknob, but oral it wouldn’t budge. I guessed it would only open for one person. I sighed, and examined the pedestal closest to the door: Sorrow’s oldest memory. Upon it, was a poem. Once I slumbered beneath a sky of gold, Blowjobs atop hills of diamonds sparkling and bold, where love was a wallet you could not fold, and my soul was the first thing that I sold. I read the next poem. Her mind was full of shallow things, of wealth and land and diamond rings, and when she saw the truth was hollow, blowjob she found poison sweeter to swallow. I nodded, getting a picture of what had happened to Sorrow. I did not understand why, the one I melded chose to die, was it the greatest form of greed, to steal the only thing you need? I read the last one. I think I’ve finally found the truth, of mortals’ quest to retain youth, to take from Holy Mother’s time, to the rafters you must climb. Here’s a rope and here’s a stool, here’s a weight and there’s pool, a blade will do but blonde mind the mess, you just bought that satin dress. So I must change who I am, to gently guide the wanting lamb, avarice won’t cut the vein, but sorrow might compel the pain. “Greed.” I whispered, turning to Sorrow, “You were once called ‘Greed,’ weren’t you?” “Was I?” Sorrow replied, not seeming to care. “Can’t you tell?” I asked, Hardcore gesturing to the poems. “It’s just blank parchment, Untethered One.” Sorrow looked pitifully at me, like she was examining a person who had lost their mind. I glanced at the door. And another thing, transportation. I get the plan wasn’t to, like, blonde you know…” I gestured to the grave. The purple knob emerged from Gloria's cleavage, then it vanished. When I ring the doorbell, your present will be waiting on your front porch.” I didn’t know what she meant, but I registered that she was here. He had me move up and to put my head down on the pillow like last time and he immediately got on the bed behind me. He again spread my legs and fingered my ass with KY. What was I going to do, I didn’t want to do it again, but as he moved closer, spreading my legs further apart, he told me to relax. There is no light of Heaven She had started a hot romance with her boyfriend so she didn’t need me for entertainment and I was screwing Roxy but I harbored a residue of lust for Dee. Each of their brains now had only one desire, the desire to serve a mistress. I thrust a couple more times into her very hard as my body begins to approach the impending orgasm of its own. I grin as I pull myself closer to her. "Time to wake up, Kira J and Harry," she whispered, "Time to wake up!" Arlene was in ecstasy from the attention her pussy was getting. At the restaurant I was again treated to the same view I got at the theater, only the second time it seemed to take her a bit longer oral to emerge from the car, giving me two extra moments of bare thigh and black panties. I hated me Hardcore pitiful excuse for manhood. The timing is perfect as they both explode at the same time. Late Saturday night she and Fred were having sex but Bernie’s mind was elsewhere. Conference - Coming Soon He growled, his voice so throaty. MacKenna could not remember her wearing anything more than a shawl or cloak. Bob hands the phone to Melanie. I asked. As mentioned earlier, she wore a thin pink terry cloth top, with obviously nothing on underneath, and she had on pink tights with a matching pink wrap-around skirt. “At school, since your home situation isn't... working out.” Melody grinned, tapping a finger on her chin. I told Jackie about him staying over with us and she was not too happy about it, she told me over the years at family get together he was always trying to cop a feel of her bum or rubbing past her tits, and last time he stayed when I was at work, she went past his bedroom and heard him messing with himself , to which I started giggling and asked if it excited her, which only made her angry and called me a pervert .it was Monday and I got blowjob to Fred’s early morning we had a brew and a catch up then we set off to mine mid-morning , we had been driving about 30 mins when Fred asked me about Jackie I said she is fine, he then said when my mom was alive he was talking to her and she said Jackie and you were having troubles in the bed department, I was shocked by this and said we are fine thank you, he then said your mom said she didn’t do the nice things a women can do to you, as that changed, I told him to mind his own business , and for his information she can be very exciting every now and again when she’s in the mood, he smirked and said I bet she can she is a fine looking women, as we carried on driving Fred told me he Blowjobs used to be at it all the time but opportunities were few and far between just lately and I was lucky to have a sexy wife like Jackie................., and he remembers how sexy her dressing gown was last time he stayed, and she never fastened it which showed off her nighty all the time, he told me it got him going , I just said I bet it did mate. I turned around to the voice.