The storyline will, obviously, dictate this.Before I continue, I must pay honors to Michael Moorcock, one of my favoritefantasy authors. It was from a...series of books called ?The Cornelius Chronicles?that I got the odd doctor?s name and the inspiration for the banner under whichthese stories will fit.I will admit that this story is a bit of an experiment. Also, future installmentswill be a bit repetitive as I intend on making each one independent, so as notto lose new readers as I chronicle. She was moving hands here and fro as i already open her kamez sum how as i couldnt remember by da tym she was moving her hand it hit ma face very hard and i was hurt and den i said u bitch u hit me nd i slapped her on her face very hard and i moved forward to her salwar it was kind of trouser so it was really easy 4 me 2 open up quickly. Till now she is fighting wid me but as i m a young guy i hav more energy den her. Later slowly slowly i opened her panty den her bra. Oh god she is now fully. So by the time Joey came back after helping the others in, I was fairly angry, and Joey just happened to be the perfect target for that anger. I knew it hurt him, and at the time I felt it would teach him a lesson. What lesson, I don't know, but I wasn't exactly running on all eight cylinders at the time.After both my dad and Kain examined us, Joey helped Eric take me into one of the sleeping chambers and then left Eric and I alone to recupe. We both were exhausted from all the energy we had. She froze like a dear in headlights and really didn’t know how to handle the situation. She stood there for several seconds watching when Alex suddenly slid down his shorts. His cock was big and swollen, and it throbbed high into the air. He wrapped Lynn’s panties around the shaft of his cock, and he began to jerk off. Lynn did her best to try to look the other way, but her eyes were immediately drawn back into his room. Minutes later his cock began to erupt like a volcano as several streams.