“Do you know why I started doing drugs? I watched my dad get trampled by a moose. He looked fine after the fact, except for the hoofprint in his head that went all the way through like a tunnel. I saw it all, and I didn’t know how the fuck to deal with it. A friend of mine came up to me after the funeral, offered to smoke a blunt. I did, and I still felt the pain, but I could deal with it. I could separate it from myself for a little while, and look at it like it was someone else’s.” “So, what you are saying, is that I should… get fucked up.” Kiera tried to keep her face compassionate and understanding, but it broke into a laugh. “Yes, Arbor,” she sighed, “you should get really fucked up.” I nodded, taking that instruction to heart. “I do not know how to get fucked up. Will you get fucked up with me?” “You know, getting fucked up doesn’t sound too bad right now.” She stood up, “Let me find her a place in town, then you and I are going to get fucked up. ” CERTIOK Yavara was alone in the royal box when I went up to it. She had just made the closing speech to the ceremony, and the bodies of wargs, orcs, centaurs and ogres were being dragged from the sand. There had been death, there had been torture, and there had been sex; it was all the people of Alkandra could have hoped Milf Sex for, and yet, I thought that Yavara’s speech to end it all had been flat and uninspired, something that was wholly wrong coming from her. “Your Highness?” I asked her. 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Even interracial sex when they had their cocks ten inches up my ass and I was licking jizz off the ground, they still treated me Amateur Porn like a god. It gets tiring.” She picked up a jug beside her, and examined the scant remnant of wine as she swirled it, “Maybe I drank until I could pretend that they were treating me like one of the boys.” She pulled the cork out and downed the contents, then threw the jug over the railing. It crashed onto the arena, the glass shards Hardcore Sex twinkling in the setting sunlight. “Have you ever had insomnia, Certiok?” “No.” I gripped him harder and he moaned. It stayed in the racing groove. The football team showed up, fucking me hard and leaving me dripping in cum. Of course man, go ahead." Stephanie was wearing a plain white t-shirt, a size or two too large, short baggy jeans that showed off a pair of skinny smooth legs and a pair of sandals. The last thing I needed was to have the inside of my car drenched in stinking chav piss. 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