A pair of oil lamps sat on the massive oak desk, which was cluttered with papers and documents. He moved silently into the room, his eyes searching th... dimness for any sign of traps or alarms. It was a dangerous endeavor he was undertaking. One that could very well get him executed, or worse. The desk itself was old enough to fetch a small fortune in any major city. He didn't touch anything on the desk, just looked. All of the papers were in an archaic form of Elvish, but not High Elvish. He. Ann pulled the near naked blonde into a tight embrace and parted her lips, invading her mouth with her tongue. Beth's naked tits were crushed against Ann's leather clad chest and the blonde was pulled on to the dark haired girls lap. Beth embraced Ann losing herself to the kiss. Their tongues duelled until they were both out of breath and broke apart. Lust and confusion surged through Beth's mind whilst Ann's thoughts had become crystal clear.With a sudden burst of movement Ann dove in for. He used to cover up to 10 K.M everyday by foot before coming back to his huge mansion for breakfast. His wife Vimala, meanwhile would finish all her morning chores like giving instructions to a stream of workers, who worked at the farm and as well as the mansion, going to the nearby temple to offer her morning prayers and also look after the house hold work. Both Mr. and Mrs. Raj were a couple on the move. They looked after their huge farm very meticulously. They had earned name, fame and were. Still trying to get a grasp of things, the woman continued, "Nobody knows what its real name is. Nobody knows much about it..." Rumor has it that some imp came to the world ages ago and left it as a joke. Someone dubbed it The Demon Plug and the name stuck. The only things we really do know about it is that it looks like a buttplug." The young man looked quickly for an exit. "You know what I mean! Fat on top and then skinny with a bottom? You kids have the Internet these days!" The woman.