(I can barely handle the weight of Irmy, adding powerful,athletic and tall Ismeralda on top of the buxom Irmy; no fucking way. Iwouldn't last ten sec...nds.)Wait Ismeralda, "Good Jezzie, what did you call bad Jezzie?" I can answer that," says Ismeralda, "sie called bad Jezzie a'cockroach' and I believe, a 'pathetic worthless worm', am I correct?" Ja, that is what I called it." Irmy is giggling so hard, I can feelhir shaking me.It is just dawning on me that Ismeralda is completely fluent in. Ela me manteve ainda alguns minutos emseu colo alisando minha bunda que j? estava completamente rosa, mas sem tirar oplug, que j? n?o causava tanto desconforto.- "T? na hora desse seu pau servir pra alguma coisa." Finalmentepensei que ia sentir prazer. Ela novamente me amarrou a cama, com os bra?os nacabeceira e as pernas juntas. Meu pau apontava duro para o teto do quarto. Viela abrindo uma camisinha e desenrolando nele. Estranhei quando vi uma segundae depois uma terceira sendo colocadas.-. “Welcome, Lady Kreya,” the Elf said, bowing respectfully. Her voice sounded oddly distant, as if it were echoing down a long tunnel before leaving her throat. She was wearing a black robe so thin one could see straight through the fabric to the very generously curved body beneath.Maloth knew that the older an Elf woman was, the shapelier she became, which would put this particular specimen easily at over three hundred years, if his own Elf, Ellerion, was anything to go by. Ellerion was over. Seeing someone you wanted to be with and knew you couldn’t ripped each of us every time. A few years later I moved back to the city where he lived. We had lunch a couple of times and the spark was still there…boiling just below the surface. One day he came to my office for lunch. My staff had gone for the weekend and I locked my door. We sat eating our McDonald’s (close by) at the conference table in my office. Small talk kept us physically busy but we both knew where our true thoughts were..