Carla and MichaelCarla and Michael are both human newlyweds who joined the party so that they could begin to earn money and make a life for themselves... Michael is adept at blacksmithing, but has rarely, if ever, wielded a sword. Carla, on the other hand, is an excellent archer who exceeds at long-range attacking. She can enchant her arrows as she sees fit and almost never misses a shot. Many say that Carla is too good for Michael and they're probably right.AmandaAmanda is a playful and agile. The older lady was actually on the shy side in such matters. Her name was Heather. She didn’t look like a “Heather”. She looked more like an “Edith” or a “Hyacinth” and should have been wearing dreadful all white granny knickers and not a pair of naughty French things that made most males form a terrible erection needing prompt attention without delay.It was the librarian with her contacts on the outside that filled Marcie in on the fact that it was her boss, Mister Honeywell that had caused. Damian brought his Tahoe to a stop. “What’s up,” he asked.“Pull it out!”“Yeah,” stated Damian as he extracted his tool.Braylin began sucking the hard nine-inch dick.“You suckin’ that dick good as hell,” approved Damian.“”Thank you,” responded Braylin after pulling his lips away.“Where you learn to suck dick like that?“A friend.”Damian nutted. He drove back to the family reunion with great speed.‘You suck dick real good,” admitted Damian. “Who taught you?”“Can we keep secrets,” Braylin. Abby entered the garage, looked up into their dirty faces, and smiled. Would you guys like to buy some Girl Scout cookies? The taller guy looked at his blond co-worker, and stroked his bare tanned chest. What do you think, Marc? Do we want this little girls cookies? Oh, I think we do, Greg. Im hungry for a treat. Marc grinned at Abby wolfishly, his teeth very white. His blond hair was pulled back in a short ponytail. Well, they are $3.50 a box, and Im anxious to sell as many as possible, said.