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The wind whispers around her, teasing her, exciting her nerves, causing shivers that will the fine flaxen hair, on her legs and arms, to spring to life and rise, in an attempt to capture the last warmth of the waning sun. Pulling off the sundress� she half skips, half runs, to the misty falls that cascade� from the cut in the mountain and flow down to the girlfriend pond, nestled at it's base. The water pulses down upon her, buffeting away the pain of her toil, heating out the stress and carrying away the salt and grit from her chores. Dewy rivulets dance their way down her body, not in a rush, but with a slow, caressing, playful descent. They trickle and smooth across her ankles and glide off her feet with a hint of sadness, then scramble across the stones and become one again, in adorable the pooling pond that nuzzles, comfortably, around her toes. � She sighs and breathes in deep, then goes about her� tasks, gathering wood and fruit and checking on the fish� traps, reveling in the sight of a trout that wriggles slowly� in a weave of sticks that ensnare it. "Thank you, for your energy and life." She solemns, "I will try and do honor to that which you give. Become spirit and be free." � Her hand touches a stick to the fishes head and a light� green spark pulses between them. A translucent blue shape, of piscean form, smooths out of the creatures body as it painlessly goes slack. The opalescent glow drifts it's way into the waters, disappearing in the ripples with a flick of it's tail. � Her time, as you see, is entirely consumed with activities, unplanned, compulsive and sometimes cruel in their frequency. Nursing him, has occupied almost all of her days, ensuring juicy their survival, much of the rest. They all had served in the brothel at some point so they were used to sex acts happening all around them. They wanted us to go to College to have some kind of academic background in case we’d fall flat on our faces. One that didn’t cover his shameful crotch. But by the time she got home, she wasn't contagious anymore, so her father's plan to infect Daren during the summer hadn't worked out. “Please, Master?” Can I come in?” As I pulled away from the curb I noticed another car cruise slowly past in the opposite direction, there were three girls in it. Just those two could decimate most of this part of the fleet." The redhead jumped in without being told twice. I must have passed out again from the 4 hour rape." She reached over and pulled him in for a nice make out kiss, and slipped him just a little tongue. “Yes sir.” Nicole answered in a husky tone. The fellow slave standing next to him, Orolf, was a real smart mouth for being property. “The fucking is mainly crotch shots of her with various men and one woman with a strap-on,” Lacy said, closing the computer, “I’ll give you copies of the video so you can look at it later, but we weren’t able to get anything of value off of it.” This was the type of place where people could get it on indiscreetly. Everything had changed yet nothing had changed. “How did it taste?” Madison asked her sister. By the time I’d cum the 2 adorable guys had been joined by 2 more; all of them staring straight at my gaping wide pussy as I brought myself off. She caught me looking as I quickly turned my face away greatly embarrassed. 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