. HARDER... PLEASE... HARDER... GIVE IT TO ME HARDER.... I'M CUMMING AGAIN... AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..."This time, my vaginal contractions triggered...Carl's climax. His semen roared into my hole, filling me to the point that cum was spurting out and running down the crack of my ass.I'm given no more than 10 minutes to rest... to recover from the fierce fucking I've received. Carl orders me onto my hands and knees. I assume the position, but he's not satisfied. With a sharp slap on my ass, he. If your identity were tobe known to any of the others, the magic would exclude you. And before youask, I am the facilitator, not a participant. The rules do not apply thesame to me. You must not tell anyone at all about this ritual or risklosing all benefit from it." Okay," I promised, "I won't tell anyone..." See that you don't," Mathias told me grimly. Then he gestured to the boxby his feet. "There are items to help hide your identity in here. Wearthem before you arrive tonight at the ritual. ' A sea story starts out with; 'This is no shit!' The following tale is definitely a sea story.Jane Curtain stepped out of the shower, grabbed her towel and began drying off. She looked at herself in the mirror and a good looking woman looked back at her. Although she was thirty-nine years old she was in better shape than 95% of the women in her age group and most of the younger women too. She could do twenty-five push-ups, a hundred sit-ups and last month she ran two miles in 11:42! Her 34C. In his mind, he knew that Dan understood the implications of this act and he was convinced it was just that, an act, and his confidence grew."How dare you degrade me like this? You have had your fun, you have heard me beg, and I have even pissed myself. Now get me down." Saim insisted.Dan did not answer and just stared a blank, soulless stare. Reaching down into the long grass, he picks up the first thing that met his hand. As Saim's mouth opened to spurt another protest, Dan grabbed his jaw,.