After two long years of creative dry spell and a major writer's block that has prevented me from writing seriously, I have decided to try to continue ...his thread. Bear with me as attempt to get back into the mindset of the premise so the pacing of quality content might be a little slow.)A long time ago, a great immortal warrior named Skord brought down the rampaging Bardarim, the fabled Ender of Worlds. As reward from the Elder Deities, he was offered the place of a dead War God in the Heavens,. Zach got his fingers as far in as he could and without warning I shot cum all over the chair I was kneeling on.I sucked Cormac's hard dick passionately as he emitted almost screams of pleasure. He finally came in my mouth and before i swallowed I turned to Zach who was about a foot shorter then me. Cormac told him to open his mouth. He did so and I spat the milky cum into his mouth before kissing him. Cormac got on all fours on the bench at the side of the room. "One of you fuck me now! I want. Main yeh kya kar rahi thi?! Yeh ek seedha signal tha. Ab usse lagega ki main uske saath sex karna chahti hu. Agar usne baaki kaamgaro se yeh keh diya toh? Main hall mein ja kar tv laga kar baith gayi. Mujhe ajeeb sa ho raha tha. Mere actions par chakkar si aa rahi thi. Main sofe par let gayi. Woh bathroom mein se jhuk kar mujhe dekhne laga. Sofa bilkul passage ke saamne tha. Maine usey dekh kar andekha kar diya. Woh dekhta raha. Woh ab bathroom ke darwaza par khada ho kar mujhe ghurne laga.. My mother and I had lived comfortably if not luxuriously and I had even been given some schooling, enough at least to write this chronicle. My parents had employed a cook and maid and we occupied a small house in Paddington Green, a small village just outside London. My mother was a seamstress and worked for a dressmaker, Mistress Carter, in Marylebone whose customers were some of the finest ladies in London. She even hinted once that she had seen a well-known Lady-in-Waiting in the premises..