‘It’s a Solingen, made in 1853. It was fabricated by the Kabeso Razor Works. It’s survived a number of wars, been shipped all over Hell and back... and somehow it ended up in the hands of some old lady out West who had no idea what it was worth. So my ex found it on Ebay for twenty dollars, and here it sits.’ He picked the item up, and old straight razor. The handle was made of a hard, plastic-like substance. ‘Bakelite.’ The man in black said to himself, almost a whisper. ‘Early form of plastic.’. "This answer elicited a look of shocked amazement. "Who forged it for you?"Jonar shrugged, putting the weapon in question back in its place on his back. "I bought it from a Gnome. I didn't ask who made the thing." Jonar led the others past the sorceror, following the grumblings of the Gnomes with Prince Sharn.The next day, as they reckoned time in the oppressive dark of the tunnels and caverns, they awoke to the sound of Illyana vomiting. The retching sound echoed loudly in the cavern they had. I didn't last long nor did she. We came together, my load shooting up into her butt. We rested, joined together until I had the urge to pee.I started to pick her up. Emma said, "What are you doing?" I need to pee." Go ahead! Pee in my ass.!"Nola murmured, "Oh, kinky. That is so hot. Paulie, you may have to do that to me some day. Do it. Pee in her ass!"I let Emma back down and released my bladder. It went up in her and flooded her rectum and then began to leak out over my legs. I had a lot. Both were groaning, overwhelmed by the powerful and exciting sensation. He slowly thrust in and out of her as she ran her hands across his back. ‘You feel good,’ he said. ‘Not as good as you feel,’ she said. ‘Give me more.’ Michael continued the steady pace and ran his hand down Liz’s side as she gently kissed him on the shoulder and rolled her eyes. The door to the apartment was unlocked and her bedroom door was open slightly, which meant that if Ron, her roommate and Michael’s work partner,.