"What you must do is either pay a researcher to scour the stacks for you, or you can put in a request for a scholar to guide you in your own search. T...ose are your choices." Do you have a scholar who knows Durin's works so well as to be of help to us?" Flare asked."Several young man. Scaramoc Durin is considered the greatest figure of literature for his era. There are dozens of scholars in Beletara who have extensive knowledge of the man and his writings. If you want my recommendation, it would. Jeeves; seems to be quite taken with you,” he murmured cheekily. “Well, I had better get on with the work; enough distractions for the nonce, eh?”My pulled face told him what I thought of the ‘distractions’. I gave attention to his work, and made a point of looking at the stretch of tiling now exposed, to express an interest in what I was now able to see. It was indeed mainly white; but as well as the decorative side panels at the doorways, there was a neat border at the top and bottom of the. I went down and I licked all that stuff up keeping some in my mouth . Then I went for her face so she and I could share that white creamy woman cum . That was all I could take I slid my cock in her cunt and put her legs up on my shoulders and I gave it to her. I pile drived that pussy ball deep hearing my balls slap against her . She screamed out at me and kept saying fuck me fuck me fuck me . And before long she had another orgasm and I felt that pussy grip and spasm around my cock. And all. Sandra wondered if perhaps she did like the treatments, but simply wasn't willing to admit it. That was a possibility, especially since Vera wasn't forcing her to come, rather just suggesting at the end of each visit that she should make a return appointment. It wasn't like she didn't have a choice. If she truly wanted, she could stop right now and just simply, not show up. Vera would understand, wouldn't she? She would have to understand! No, Sandra did not want to see Vera today, yet she.