“It’s weighted wrong. The haft is too heavy or the blade is too light. It’s sharp enough so it will cut vegetables or meat – or skin, should i... come to that – but it’s unbalanced and almost unusable to a fighting man. All of Yren’s blades turn out the same – knives, swords and such. Even his hammers and maces are off. I’ve tried to explain it to him but he just can’t seem to understand how weapons should feel.”“Why is it blue?” She asked.“I have no idea!” Ardt replied in exasperation, throwing. I pulled out of our drive. Looking in the rearview mirror, I saw that I was being followed by a tan or cream color car. "Britt, act like you're looking for something on the backseat. We're being followed. It's tan or cream and stays back."She did and came back up with a small nothing that she dropped on the front seat floor. She said, "Right. I see it. Should I call 9-1-1?" Let's wait a moment. I have an idea. It may flush whoever it is but it will verify that we are being followed." I turned. Now wet, her suit revealed even more than it had dry. She passed off her moan upon seeing him stealthily adjust his manhood as he looked at her as one of satisfaction with the water. He tucked the hundred in his shirt pocket after pulling off the sweat-dampened garment, and then emptied the pocket of his shorts atop it.She slowly floated on her back to clear a spot for him to dive, kicking her legs extra wide to accentuate the bikini bottom clinging to her nether lips. She let out a purr as he. I have to admit I was not too successful in talking girls into taking down their undies and giving me a good shot at their pretty little brown eyes. In fact, the other most successful anal antics I had engaged in was with my science tutor Mrs. Higgins. Molly Higgins was the kind of married lady that missed the fun of her university days and her husband was a lot older than her with a belly that made me think of Santa Claus.I discovered the joys of her anal secrets quite by accident when she.
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