Mari then took them to the medical section. Lines of white tents bearing the Coalition symbol on flags stood neatly behind groups of people kneeling i... prayer to their goddess of mercy, Hessa.Axel had seen her mercy and wasn’t impressed. Mari didn’t linger there and her face was set in a grimace. She must have had a similar experience to his.Next on her tour was where the whitesmiths plied their trade. Sounds of tearing flesh echoed out from firmly tied tents.Every so often a whitesmith would. " Beth started to absorb all of what he said. But before she could get her mind to work Angel spoke up."Mother. This is Talaviir, son of Kendra of the town of Deepcreek. He made the difference in this battle. He saved me and helped dad. When I first saw him I thought he was a god until he reached for me to help me up. Mother he's... He's... " Angel acted shy for a moment then straitened and looked down at her mother. "I have clamed him for my mate. He's mine and I feel like I'm going to explode. After a few minutes, a hot and sweaty Ron finally had replaced the barrel.‘Is that all Rosy,’ said Ron as he dusted his hands down.‘Yes......yes thank you,’ said Rosmerta softly, ‘my my you’ve got all sweaty look, let me give you an ice-cold butterbeer on the house,’ she said as she picked up a glass from on top of a barrel and filled it with foamy butterbeer from the tap on the barrel. Ron drank deeply from the goblet, enjoying the sensation of the cool drink soothing his dry throat.‘Thanks,’. ” I whined. That hit him back and he opened his mouth, teeth showing, and used those pearly whites to grab on hold of the plug and pulled it out of me in a swift tug.“Ahhhh!!!!” I moaned at the buzz. My hole was open and gaping and it clenched at the lost. In seconds, Elmer plunged his tongue inside and locking the inner rim. I could hear his slurping tongue over my back and a pushed to him for more. My ass was open and wet and I couldn’t hold it any longer. I was more than read, I was way.