He kept shooting glances at the gnath lords. "I thought all of you spoke Gnomish, Lailar?" he grumbled, his eyes on the confused face of Brandar Brand...rsson. "If that one understands every third word he is doing good. He looks like he's been pole-axed, he's so confused." Brandar never did much campaigning, Lord Axeforger," Lord Xavear replied politely in perfect Gnomish. "The generals preferred to preserve his skill at teaching weapons."Donnar kept staring at Brandar until he began to blush.. You should come in and look." Hey Gil?" I spoke to my mike."What is going on in there?" You're never going to believe it. There's a door in here. Simone is inside already and I'm going in."I did. It closed. Shit!A ticking sound, very faint, seemed to come through the walls.A still taken from surveillance Camera Number three.Ms Gil~Sitting in a cell, answering questions from Agent REDACTED of the REDACTED REDACTED Branch of the REDACTED REDACTED Service.This is the transcript.The questions have. She looked at the men and begged them to stop this but they did not react to her pleading. After several minutes, to her horror, Atia's body began to react to the dog's licking. She saw her nipples harden and her cunt began to react to the attention it was getting. Then she was in the throws of a full orgasm. She bucked her hips and rolled her head back and forth as she came. As much as she did not want this to happen and was ashamed that it was happening, she climaxed hard on the dog's. She was an attractive woman with a great smile. She had a surprisingly nice figure for her age, her boobs were large and perky, her butt was muscular and curvy. It was a shock to me that at forty years old, she actually had an amazing thigh gap as well. Her hair was a gorgeous dirty blonde color, it was thick and wavy reaching past her shoulders. Her skin was a very pretty tan color. Even in the winter, she never became pale. One Saturday morning, I woke up and went through my normal daily.