Mirella visited Malachi to talk about her husband with him. He doesn´t want to give her his dick fot three years. She is very unhappy with it and Malachi was always very nice to her. This is a kind of neighbour who is ready to help everytime you need to talk or cut the trees on your garden. She rang the bell and they had a little talk. Malachi wasn´t pleased. He likes Mariella a lot... So it was a nice opportunity to kiss her for the first time. And give her some... Oh yes, a hard dick.
It was early morning when Viktor's phone rang. When he answered it, he was shocked to hear the news: Dusty Eaton had died. Without missing a beat, he woke up the whole family. They took the car and drove immediately to the Eaton home.
When they arrived, the scene was devastating:
Anabell and Esther were crying inconsolably, Dawn was in absolute shock, staring blankly, and Rusty was trying to calm the baby who wouldn't stop crying. A broken family. Dawn, now alone with four children. What
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This is just to inform you that, should something happen here at LL, like the failed move to a different server a few years ago, and my stories are lost, I have started to post them at Archive of Our Own, so if you can't find them here, they will (hopefully) be there.
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Another Baldur's Gate 3 entry. Three romance sex moments with Karlach , Halsin and Shadowheart , my favorite romances with my original character. You know what to do , unzip the file to watch de video and enjoy. Plus , some bonus images bellow.
Let me know any issue and comment if you like it.
Three romance BG3 F21.zip
The years have passed.
Scars are not always visible. Sometimes, they live in the form of silence, of broken dreams that visit us at night... like the nightmare that Olga still drags from that damned night in the forest.
She knows it.
She knows what her father did.
She knows that he and Dusty killed a man.
And that they never...ever...mentioned it again.
The voices of guilt don't scream. They whisper. Especially when you're alone.
Now Olga is a teenager with a calm ga
I figure, as long as I'm making ankle cuffs, why not make cursed ankle cuffs that force the wearer's feed into a high heel posture. You know, only without the heels. Or the support.
The wind shook the trees with deceptive softness. It was the kind of day that seemed calm on the surface… but something was brewing underneath. Dusty, with silver streaks in his hair and a restless heart, had decided to celebrate his upcoming transition to elderhood with a trip to the woods.
He invited the Petrovs and the AlFasi family, as if fresh air could erase old wounds. His eldest son, Rusty, vanished into the trees with Olga. They had been inseparable since childhood, and there was s
Susanna saw her neighbours "in action" with Miranda through the window. It was quite late when she decided to knock on the door, because her mom was out. Those two horny bastards didn´t say her no, but her mom´s friend, a municipal lawyer was going around. What a surprise! She caught Susanna playing with two big hard cocks because that young whore was very loud. Hannah told them:"I will join or I´m gonna tell her mom...."
Lena´s flatmate visited her at work to tell her they need to leave the flat, Lena was very upset. Atlanta tried to make her feel better and her initiative was very appreciated. But those two were interrupted by a ůpcaů whore Holly...
So - cuffs to match the collar. Four capsules, and I've added some text in between in a fancy daedric font I found.
The text says:
Going to be lucky if anyone can see it well enough to read it let alone decipher it, but sometimes that's not the point.
Also added keywords so the wrist will function as ZaZ or DoM cuffs. The hands-behind pose works rather well with these items.
The bit of lens flair is an artifact of my over-enth
It’s been a few years since Leona (the red head), Nadia (who chose to become a blonde) and I, Sylenia (the small pointy eared elf) ended up stranded in this other world, a few years since we lost our magic and had to adapt to this new reality. And as every Tuesday afternoon, Leona and Nadia have come to see me in the small restaurant where I work to discuss any leads about how to come back home. It is known in this world that some travelers get lost here. It is rare, but not unheard of. I heard
Knox and Amina had arranged a small gathering at home to celebrate little Samina's birthday. Ash and Viktor arrived on time, with Olga asleep in their arms and a present wrapped in shiny paper.
But as they entered, silence greeted them. There were no balloons, no cake, no little girls running around the room.
Ash looked around, confused.
-Where are the girls? -She asked, trying to smile. Is it a surprise party?
Knox didn't answer. She turned slowly, Amina's cell
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