I walked to the north. My athame was not yet consecrated, so I used the extended index and middle fingers on my right had. I drew the pentagram for ai... in the air, parallel to the walls. As I did so, I fed my inscription a trickle of manna and envisioned the lines being made of air. Air itself is hard to visualize, so I pictured in my mind's eye a vortex of leaves, colorful smoke, and streamers. I said aloud, softly, "May the elemental power of air bless and protect this circle."Once the. What is it called?The English translation is Flame Cake. The French call it Tarte Flambee and the German name is Flammekeuche.Wow, Dad! You make it sound so great. If it’s half as good as the Choucroute, I can hardly wait.We should be there for dinner. The village of Roeschwoog is a bit north of Strasbourg. We can visit the cathedral in Strasbourg and be in Roeschbourg just in time. It is right on the Rhine and is my favorite place for Tarte Flambee.This cathedral is amazing! Imagine the. I know,” the larger man kisses delicately at Xavier's tailbone before sitting back to look at the sight before him. Legs spread, ass swaying in the air, soaked and slick and open. His cock hangs flushed and heavy beneath. Stanley gives it a few sympathetic strokes, rising up behind Xavier to ready himself. He tugs at both of them with one hand each, spreading the oil evenly. He takes a second to pour a bit extra onto himself, figuring there can't really be too much.“Are you ready?” Stanley. She was clearly in world-class physicalcondition and appeared almost severe in her well-tailored pants suit andlow-heeled shoes. She wasn't beautiful by most standards but whatstandard did one use for a woman of such stature. After a split second,which unsettled Russ because he was so obvious in his amazement, hereturned the offered handshake. On second assessment, Russ realizedthis Amazon was truly beautiful in her own strong and muscular way.Four mysterious and exotic women in less than 24.