An ocean reflected the spectacular sky, its surface like glass, the storms bukkake to the east not touching it. A single marlin disturbed the medium, flew in an arc, then splashed silently back into the water. Great forests blanketed the hills, grasslands covered the asian plains, eagles glided through the fjords to catch fish in the streams below. Chaos wasn’t a Sentient. Chaos was tethered. Chaos was alive. Part Four: At the Precipice FREYDIS A lone high-elf stood on the balcony of the northwest tower, but even from a mile away, I could tell it was not the Bound One. It was the one called ‘Sara,’ the one who had ordered my violation, the one who the Bound One had promised I could kill when this was all over. Honor demanded that she die, but I had to admit, I would find satisfaction in her end. I debated whether I should accept her oriental invitation. I knew why she was there. Sara was made of treachery, but she was pragmatic, and the Bound One was less so. I’d known the Bound asian girl One to be hard when hardness was necessary, but I also knew she’d only act as such after all perceived easier routes had been exhausted. The fact that Sara was standing alone on the balcony fifteen minutes after the Bound One was supposed to arrive told me that the Bound One thought she’d found an easier route, and Sara had corrected her. I sighed, unfurled my wings, and launched myself from the steeple I’d been stooped upon. It was time to rescue the Bound One, and have my vengeance. Justice. I corrected myself. I’d painted silver streaks in my span, and dawned one of the ridiculous robes Julia made her cumshot Breytans wear. The cowl covered my hair and face well enough, and from a distance, any exposed skin wouldn’t be easily discerned from the beige complexion of the oriental samurai. Still, I was wary of every Breytan that glanced up at me, and I cringed to think what I’d have to do if they confronted me. Luckily, none did. “Freydis?” Sara asked. I drew back my hood, and scowled at the little elf. She didn’t even flinch, which was a testament to her bravery, I supposed. It was better to kill brave warriors than cowards. “Where is the Bound One, bitch?” I asked her. “Is that my name now?” Sara smiled, “I like it.” “Speak quickly.” I replied, drawing my axe. Sara stepped right into my killing range, and stopped, “I’ve got her tied up and gagged in a closet.” “Traitor.” I hissed. Quit screwing around." Of course it led to unhealthy relationships over the years and once your fucked up there is that part which remains forever. Taste Melody's cunt, bitch.” The man returned to the side of the bed and applied more lubricant to his hands and to the women’s skin. As I tried and got nowhere, Pedro finally said, We all watched her perfect ass in awe as Kayleigh got up and walked out of the room and into the shower. I swallowed hard and looked up at her. I had to admit, I had enjoyed swimming virtually naked. Then put on loose shorts and a crop-top. T racey had heard that I had returned to work , and had dropped by on occasion to say hello, she had oriental a new man in her life much to my dismay, I loved our brief chats, and she was as sexy as ever - Mr Penis agreed - forming a mini tent in my pants when she was in close proximity, I tried to hide or disguise this reaction, I'm not sure if Tracey noticed or not - I think there asian girl was the occasional grin. The idea that he could go asian to a tanning bed bukkake actually turned her off a little so she made sure to keep it in her mind that he was an outdoors kind of man. He was well toned all over without being a muscle bound freak. "Dude, she can't breathe. "No idea, it's up to you to believe in what I'm cumshot And even more surprisingly, when it hit the back of my mouth, I didn’t gag at all. “Tyshawn, honey, would you do me a favor?” Sarah said. "Oh Zach" she called out as her brother started to swirl and slide his tongue inside her pussy, making her claw at covers while her brother continued to devour her young pussy. The overflow of pussy juices spilled into her ass groove, trickling across her anus. While she still could not make out Leah's face in the tangle of covers, it was clearly her. She'd only touched it for like fifteen seconds. The fag was sitting there, tears running down her cheeks, snot dripping from her nose, looking used and abused.