Last weekend, I needed to wash my favorite pair of sweats after spilling some wine on them. I only had a couple other things to throw in the load with...them, so I asked Ava if she had any laundry she wanted to toss in with mine. She told me she did a load earlier that afternoon so I emptied my basket into the machine and adjusted the dial. Just before I closed the lid I heard her call from down the hallway."Hold on a second, please! I might as well wash this stuff," she said as i walked back. Ornery black crows were sitting on the pier, sneering and screeching their obnoxious tune.The water continued racing onto the shore, swirling around, bringing with it broken bits of shells and tiny sea creatures too microscopic to see. They dipped their toes in the water and were pleasantly surprised that it was still warm, considering the time of year. The sun shone down, catching the sparkles that adorned her red hair. He looked at her and saw that she was a million miles away.He squeezed her. Oh, Matar, how did I miss it? How could I be so blind to the truth. I wanted to weep. I wanted to scream.I didn't have a daughter.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Warlock Faoril“Witness the truth of your betrayal, Faoril Lesibourne.”Slata thrust me into truth. I blinked, shuddered, and looked down at a summoning room in the Collegiate Tower. Past me, wearing the same red robes that I had adorned, drew a magical circle on the ground. If I had a body, I would have frowned as I thought. What betrayal. Christy wanted his dick another way, with that thought, she stopped bouncing off his dick, stood on her 2 feet and bent over with both hands on the shower wall, he legs spread wide (not to wide) apart, seeing the shower was a big walk-in. Dill didn't need to be told what to do, he got behind her, and plunged his fu*k meat into her hot a** and began to massively pump her fast and hard causing her boobs to bounce from impact, Christy grabbed her shaking boobs and began squeezing and pinching her.