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Chapter Four ELENA I was more than a little disappointed that the other rangers hadn’t found Yavara’s camp. It was less than a hundred yards from the main road and parked right in a clearing, as obvious as could be. The smell of rotting orc should have at least been a solid clue. I inspected the wound, confirming by the petrified flesh that it had been made by a Nadi arrow. I traced Yavara’s tracks a few hundred more yards into the woods until I found the remains of nine more orcs. I smiled to myself as I looked upon the evidence of Yavara’s marksmanship; every single arrow was a kill shot, not a one wasted. I traced the probable path of the arrows with my finger, locating many perches from which she could have fired. A smart elf would have high-tailed it to Castle Thorum teacher after the first orc. I thought to myself as I examined the carnage. Yavara was not stupid, but she was certainly a hot-head. Queen Tiadoa thought me to be the corrupting influence, but it was almost always Yavara who convinced us to ditch class. Where Yavara’s mother had been wrong, her eldest daughter had been right; I was deeply, hopelessly in love with Yavara. When we were younger I thought that was just how friends felt about each other. When puberty started to hit, I realized I was different. God blowjob had blessed me with an early blossoming, my breasts and backside growing into the shape of a woman’s at a young age. Yavara often admired my figure, and scorned her own lanky body. I wanted so much to comfort her, to touch her, to explore her, but I never did, knowing that if my proposition was denied, teens our friendship would never be the same. Eventually Yavara grew into her own body, more beautiful than any woman in the kingdom, much to her elder sister’s dismay. The men flocked to the pair of us, but we both shot them down. Yavara denied them because she wanted a ‘real man’ (whatever that was), and I denied the boys because I wanted Yavara. And if I ever see her again, I’ll spill my soul to pussy her. Hardcore So many years wasted for fear of rejection. My eyes finally rested on a tree with a branch dangling from it by the bark. It was about thirty feet up, and would have made a perfect sniper’s perch had it not broken. Then saw in and out. I also learned that his name was Tam. Nadia had seen it before, but it was my first time. I go to bed, As I am falling asleep, I hear a teens buzzing sound. “Oh, yeah. Please pump away. She felt left out and reached into her shorts to play with her clit. Epilogue: And there my friends was the captain Stella herself, a large six foot pussy tall woman with five large analinguses around. He'd ended blowjob up being the same stranger from the park. Emily smiled “ok I would prefer a soda if you have any”. She reached for my cock and aimed it to her pussy. “Why would you think that, pour me a cup of that coffee then sit down and talk to me.” Once they had finished crippling the vehicles, the hounds helped chase down the fleeing survivors. I groaned and relaxed my inner muscles. Bill looked at Sharon wondering what she wanted to talk about. Susan said teacher Hardcore with a chuckle. She was shocked when Gayatri laughed loudly, kissed her on both cheeks and said” My dear, your Mom will solve everything, trust me. I should have known you will take after me. Listen carefully, for next one week you fuck as much as you want and give farewell fucks to all your lovers. Her fingers slid through my blonde curls to stroke up and down my pussy lips. I thought he looked a bit flustered and to my estimation some 30 to 40 minutes past when he should have been back but kept my thoughts to myself. “I love you too Steph. All James could see was the dragon’s back until it shifted around… And revealed its semi-hard and yet still rather large cock pointing out off its protective sheath. "Noooo please I'm sorry." “You really need that?” “Yeah!” I said, blinking at the intensity in Samantha's words as she trembled there, her cock tenting her jeans. I realized he was getting aroused again, and so was I. His cock felt good in my hand and two fingers in my vagina made me glow. The priest smiled at me. “It's a beautiful thing, isn't it? Next to her, another young girl sobbed wretchedly, hands kneading ropey entrails spilled from the gash in her belly. The cue ball only glanced the #1 ball and barely broke up the triangle formation.