East and some of the naughty but very exciting things I got up to at my paternal grandparents home. Now, I'm not going to be going into lurid details ...f being bum ****d by my grandpa or sticking my juvenile cocklet in my grandma's cunt because it wasn't like that. But those times DID set the trend for my life of sluttyness to some degree. Most Saturdays wnen the footy season was on my Dad and his two brothers would go off to Ayresome Park to watch the Boro play. I wasnt particularly sporty,. As a consequence, I will not post anymore in the foreseeable future and go back to write just to relax without self-inflicted pressure that it needs to get likes and such. Effect immediate, all my stories are on hiatus. My girlfriend will be the only one getting my stories from now. As it was in the beginning.Okay, I was in a new universe wherever. The interesting thing was, that I could not find anything interesting here. Did I really land in just some universe at the ass-end of nowhere?. Tetenia looked around. Skylights rimmed the top of the walls and the ceiling, bathing the room with daylight. The room - if it could be called that, the entire Nordish royal castle could probably fit inside of it multiple times - was shorn of ornamentation, all simply marble and gold trim. The floor of the throne room was filled with people bowing down towards Him.His throne sat atop a massive staircase, covering about half the room’s height - around two hundred feet above the tens of thousands. La jeune mariée qui semble peu farouche, interroge Martine sur sa destination finale et lui pose des questions qui la font rougir, comme lorsqu'elle lui demande si elle a un petit ami. La jeune femme se présente comme se prénommant Léa et son mari Jean. Sorti de la gare, le train prend de la vitesse et Martine somnole bercée par ce mouvement régulier.Après un moment Martine entre ouvre un oeil et qu'elle n'est pas sa surprise de voir le marié une main passée dans le décolleté de son épouse lui.