. A vision flashed before her eyes of she and Benin fighting over John's naked body. The dream ended with the two women agreeing to sleep with each ot...er instead. All that, Jana grinned, and she'd never met the lady, had no idea what she looked like except she was Spanish. Perhaps the two would hit it off? And maybe John could be used for a little bit of variety when they needed a spell?Some 500 kilometres to the Northwest of Moscow in Novgorod, Benin, too, had received a letter from John. It. "What's that?" Michelle asked dreamily as she felt the cold fluid inside. Julie looked down at the dropper inserted into Michelle's ass as she gently squeezed the bulb, "olive oil," Julie said as she slowly withdrew. "Finest Italian, Extra Virgin," I hope Michelle giggled . Julie glanced at the bottle of Sicilian olive oil and shrugged to herself and deciding that discretion was the better part of valour at that moment replied, "Of course, and now I think you are ready." Benjie padded into the. A smattering of freckles across her soft and round cheeks maintained a bit of girlish quality and the thin glasses perched on the edge of her nose tied her back down to business. Given the sharpness with which her eyes studied him, Diego suspected that the glasses were more for show than anything else. With a well-practiced motion she removed her glasses, gestured to the chair beside her and returned the temples of her glasses to her mouth to chew on pensively. She couldn’t help the slight. My mind keeps forgettinghow to breathe rightFor while others air goIn and outout and inIn a simple function of normalityMine falters a lot of the timeTurns my voice into wheezing gaspsThe dead could speak better than IMy lungs squish into a tiny boxIn the center of my chestCausing a volcanic eruption of painIt is a very similar feeling to my heartWhich thumps and clamorsAt a speed unknown to humanityThe pace of a jackrabbit heartwhose cotton little tail's on fireUntil it simply feels like.