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Trenok and Brock certainly wouldn’t have agreed to it, and so that only left the wizard himself. Without Elena to serve as a moral counterweight, Zander had clearly stoked Yavara’s more megalomaniacal side. The chieftains of the Ten would die gloriously in battle. Oh, and their sons would too. What a shame, but their names would live forever in the annals of Alkandra’s history. War heroes. Martyrs. Conveniently-dead political opponents. No, my husband and father-in-law would’ve never voted for such a measure, but had I been there, I would have supported it wholeheartedly. I’d stepped over the corpse of my own father to climb the ladder. I pulled the bedding between my legs, grinding my thighs together about it, drawing the sheets between my breasts and inhaling deeply. Ever mom since Trenok had left for war, I’d been hard-pressed to find a suitable lover. All the warrior males were gone, leaving me with only those tribesmen too old and too young. There were many Ardeni males that were of age, and though they looked upon me with longing, they wife also averted their eyes quickly. It was like we were a different species. Where were their tattoos? Where were their scars? Where were their muscles honed for killing? They were like cattle, beasts of burden broken by generations of domestication, some mutated offshoot of orc-kind’s evolution that had fled the Great Forest a thousand years ago, foregoing who they really were for the comfort of slavery. I detested them almost as much as I pitied them. So, I had stayed chaste for over a week, which was unbearable after I’d been introduced to the brand of lust Yavara and Elena engaged in. I had tasted Alkandra that night in the chieftain’s hut; not the orc dream of a glorious nation, but the truth of its flesh, and oh, it had ruined me! Its aftertaste lingered in my nethers since that night, and my hunger had only been stoked when the new hybrids arrived. I wanted to hate them so much. They had been rangers, they had been imperials, they had been the worst of my enemies, but now they were Alkandran in their bones, Alkandran in a way I could never be. It was royal; big I could not deny it. As much as it galled my tribal pride, there was something deep within my orc MILF blood homemade that recognized the stronger race, and demanded that I submit to it. “Why friend are we like this?” I asked the ceiling, “Why can’t we forge our own destiny?” But I knew the answer. No orc would ever truly bow to another. The Protaki had only accepted the Terdini because I had married Trenok, and even then, it took Brock’s brutal hand to bring my people firmly to heel. Perhaps it was why the Ardeni orcs had been so easily domesticated by human masters. All we saw in an orc leader was power that should be our own, but the power of Alkandran blood was intangible to us, something that could never be stolen, only obtained through service and submission. Or perhaps there is another way. There was a knock on my door, and from the window, I saw a head of platinum hair shining in the morning sun. Adrianna, I supposed; finally here to kiss my ass. "Uhhmmm," Patty gurgled. He wasn’t being bad he was just being a dog. Naomi and Leah started talking about things, and I kind of hung back quietly, adding a small remark here and there. Could she smell the rather obvious odour that was in the air? Was she that close to us when we started kissing? For a moment she held her breath but was forced to exhale as he began to gently friend fondle her breast with his firm hand. I decided to leave it for a while to let them get as comfortable being naked as I was. Allie smiled and dramatically gestured while pointing with her hand, palm upward, "Madam, your chariot awaits. She removed the blindfold looking around to discover he had raped her in her own homemade office conference room. She unabashedly loved their phallic shape, the way they rose up to rigidity, and most of all, their potential for pleasure. I left my sister Claire face down panting with spunk dribbling from between her pussy lips and by the time l got up the next morning she had gone back to university, we didn’t really speak to each other after that night and we have never spoken of fucking each other. Sam hopped out of the car, her face flushed. She liked to tease me about our daughters making me hard, but this? Mindy’s body was cum splattered, her hair matted with sweat and jizz. Those eyes were boring into his, though. The stallion planted another hoof forward, finding the new angle of approach suited him better. “No, what you did was expand the love in your family,” I said. I moaned into my friend's snatch. I got lots of cushions and put them on the floor for her. Lucy walked up to the booth and stood there and waited for Jim to acknowledge her presence. “Look, Ashley, we had a great time that day. “What the fuck…?” Tom said in shocked. “Mmm, my enemy’s wife. “It’s so nice to have gentle hands on me. Hands that take their time and don’t grab at me.” Her hands are on my chest now as she continues to grind along my hard cock. 'No, I want you to kiss MILF my cock' he blurted out. She shed a tear saying “I know now it was wrong walking out on you and I did it for all the wrong reasons. We stood looking at each other for a long time, and then he said softly, “So Barbie Doll, do you want to go back to the bridge and destroy yourself or become the doll you have always been?” Out.” He trotted outside and I stood up to go clean myself up. I turned around and noticed that Emily had gotten so aroused by watching us that she had begun to slip her fingers in between her legs and rub her pussy. “Your sister is dead, Brandon,” Tera smiled, her mouth partially agape and exhaling sweet tones, “but she’s still here. Sure, wife she had the knowledge and the skills to impart what she knew effectively, but she lacked confidence or desire to have to tell others what they need to do. As we made our way back into the lake, I liked that they were still interested in me. Touching me and caressing my body. So I guess this is where we part ways.” Pale delicate skin, long platinum hair with a slight wave to it, stood the prize of my class, Violet mom Evans, a promising psychology student. She posed in the doorway with one hand on the door jam, above her head. big Master pushed a button and ordered Sue to come to his quarters.