“The first stage of your ordeal is at an end. You are ready for Him. Stand and follow, slave!”Éowyn walked behind Khamûl, limping a bit from sor...ness but suddenly (and unwisely) curious about what was to come. The first stage? What else is there except more of the same?“Who is he?” The moment the words left her lips she knew it was a mistake, confirmed when a reflexive slap sent her tumbling into the wall.“You already know Him.”Éowyn rubbed her cheek, grateful for the immediacy of her. " Yes, doctor'Wow, it's hard to imagine a better pair of db's. I hit the jackpot.The doorbell rang off in the distance. Neither sister paid any attention to it. They were focused on their doctor.I leaned in and started manhandling April's tits. They were freaking ginormous and they had these sexy blue veins going through them. I traced one of the veins with my tongue and April moaned loudly.May was doing a fine job on my cock, but I had another idea."April, could you please help your sister. Don't read if you don't like poor grammar, this isrough. This is a work of adult fiction. No resemblance to reality shouldbe inferred or expected. Copyright... are you kidding?Edited by Amanda LynnFor everything that happened, I have to blame my dad. He insisted onnaming his son (that's me) Solomon. Guess what young parents call theircute little son Solomon? Yes, you're right - Sally. Couldn't it be likeRoger or Jeff? Add to this dad's genes that he transmitted to me. Likefive feet six inches. . I was gay... we worked well together as room mates with me sticking to the sucking and he to he cummng."I'm worried man. Like, I wish I had practice." Mark was talking slow, with pauses, which confused me a bit. I couldn't believe that he would ask to practice on me but that seemed to be where he was going. Blow jobs from a dude were one thing I could see for a straight guy, but anal... I couldn't believe that he would want to do that."What are you getting at man?" Shit, would it be fucked up.