God she was beautiful. Everything about her turned him on. She was so natural, so gorgeous. He sat in a big comfortable chair in front of his computer...and stroked his cock while watching her cum. Yes, he would tap that sexy little morsel alright. Then he would get the court order and bring her to trial. People had rights and she was infringing on them. He came wildly at the instant he thought about fucking her from behind while her hands were in cuffs. Cum spilled over and ran down his cock.. One of the men grumbled, “It’s just a rumor that this Druid Prophet is going to be here. We’ve been chasing rumors for six months now and none of them have panned out. What’s so special about this one?”“It’s not a rumor. He’s going to be here today,” said another man.Another man said, “It’s the winter solstice today. That’s some sort of special holiday for pagans.”Chuckling at the comments, Oscar made his way to the Western Wall tunnel. His destination was the Struthion pool. This was a pool. Now his half of it wasreserved for Mighty Max, as she sometimes happily dubbed him, and Thronewas relegated to sleeping on a little girl bed that was crammed into whatwas meant to be a walk-in storage closet, but was now considered hisbedroom, decorated frivolously and lit by a high-wattage bulb hanging fromabove and surrounded by a pink shade, so that the entire space was bathedin that color of light.As Throne crossed the threshold of the bedroom he saw the happy coupleundressing each other,. I’m just here to make sure that your MMA thugs behave themselves,” I said.“Like you could do that. You don’t have a chance in hell, if they get you in that ring,” Lucinda said.“That’s why I won’t be in that ring, Period,” I said emphatically.“Coward,” Gerome said with a slight edge to his voice.“Yes and damned proud of it,” I said.At that moment Lucinda separated us, metaphorically speaking, by informing us Marge had arrived. I opened the door of the office on the loft space above the gym. It.