Rodriquez and her daughter, Rosa popped in and out of my half dream, half conscious state. There was even a brief moment when I envisioned myself hump...ng Sydnie-Ann Jablonski from behind that left me with a roaring hardon, and of course no alternative other than to jack off to ease things back to normal---whatever that was.It was at precisely that moment that I realized Stephie and my mother bore a striking resemblance to one another. Yes, I realized this was not that unusual inasmuch as. Uffffffffffff kya seen tha. Tabhi mujhe laga ki main jhadne wala hoon, maine kaha � mausaji main ab jhad jaaonga. Wo bole � apne mausi ke mooh par jhad usko bada maza aayega. Maine apna lund unki choot se nikal kar unke muh par poora paani jhad Aaaaaaaaaahhhh.oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh.. wo bahut khus dikh rahi thi par abhi tak jhadi nahi thi. Isiliye mausaji ne apna lund unki choot main daalkar dhakke lagane suru kar diye saare room main ab chup-chup ki sound aa rahi thi.Mere lund ye chudai ka. "She smiled, "I spoke with them already. You have the last room on this floor and I will have your dinner out when your ladies come in."I sat and set the bow on the table, "thank you."She smiled, "you must be a lot more than what you look like."I smiled as she walked away and turned to look at the ancient weapons on the wall. This was one of many Ranger taverns and had been used for decades. Ash and Lea walked in and glanced around before crossing to me. Lea grinned and signed, "the tavern. At the time of course, little of this was known to me. As a slave, I was told almost nothing of the important issues in the Empire, and even the small bits of news I did overhear in my duties didn’t concern me. In Rome, knowledge could be a very dangerous thing, especially for a slave with my particular gifts. So, one might wonder, what kind of gift could a mere slave possess that could possibly matter to anyone? The answer of course is sex. You see, I am a sex slave, a man bound and sold for.
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