The story that is to unfold now is not the story of the Dark Lord's invasion or his crafting of a magical minion. No, this story is of the time before...the Dark Lord's rise. This story is that of the mortal being that would become the Dark Lord, the tale of his origins and his transformation from mortal to nigh immortal being of dark magic.For there was a time when the Dark Lord was mortal. There was a time when he was able to bleed and feel pain and die. There was a time when he was no. You see bare skin, the curve and swell of exposed breasts, only covered by an arm squeezing them together. There’s a hint of hips and a happy, open smile at the top of the frame.Within moments you’re tapping out your response.— I don’t know how he managed to pull himself away from you to leave. Especially since you’re still so hornyYou’re watching your phone eagerly now, awaiting her next message and she doesn’t keep you in suspense for long.His loss. He didn’t even get to try any of my toys on. I was loving it as you know mujhe baadi gaand maarna aur choosna chatna bohat pasand hai phir maine dheere se us ka pallu nikal diya aur us ki saree nikalne laga aur phir dheere dheere us ke boobs dabata raha aur halke se us ke nipples ko dabata raha wo zoor zoor se saans le rahi thi aur mere shirt ka buttons khol rahi thi mera lund khada ho gaya tha aur maine use apni bahoon me le liye wo ab peticoat aur blouse me thiMaine use passionately kisses kiye aur us ki gaaand dabata raha wo bhi masti. Greg saw her neck return to its normal smooth compact size. Thick strings of spit/slobber were connected from her red lips to the red hard penis. Charlotte's eyes were watering and her makeup was running down her cheeks. She took a big breath as soon as the penis cleared her tongue. Most of the spit strings broke and fell to the carpet, except a thick and ropey one that connected the corner of her mouth to the man's circumsized cock head.Charlotte saw the string after a couple breaths and.