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  • On one hand, he could be luring me into a off country prison cell where I'd be examined and experimented on. Probably deemed too dangerous to have freely walking the earth, possibly put down. On the other hand, I could be an irresistible honey trap for female interrogation and conversion. A weapon used to get information from hostile countries. I didn't really like my choices. In the endless night of the darkest reaches of the forest, where the distant screeches fade to obscurity and the dust fall drifts not in piles but abound, the nude form of an Egyptian beauty ventures at desperate pace across the landscape. His dark chest heaving with each heavy breath, his silky thighs burning from exhaustion, and a scarce trail of tiny sweat droplets glistening faintly in his wake. Nefertiti had stopped once before, foolish enough to assume his pursuers had long lost his scent, and it was this very mistake that left the life of his beloved Akhen threesome forfeit; he would not make this mistake again, for even though the core of his heart screamed in agony for his lost love, even though it truly did not wish to go on, it was for Akhen that he would continue to survive. The only thing in this world or any other that could right the wrongs that had befallen these two souls entwined was to escape the dogs of a mother most wicked and one day return to purge her evil forever. His body was raked with pain, his every nerve inflamed with overbearing strain, his muscles and very bones feeling as if they would shatter; a feminine voice winced and whimpered with each exponentially more difficult step, until it was all he could do to continue fleeing. Then, just as the world had seemed to catch up with him, an anomaly came into view and Nefertiti witnessed something he had never seen before; this place was group sex not an endless expanse of trees, a looping maze of paradox and horrors. A great cliff overlooking a deep chasm broke the tedium of woodland into a most brilliant expanse of jet black sky. Ivory dust cascaded from every reach of Nefertiti's vision, the illumination of its sheer abundance near giving the illusion of daylight. To ffm see something so marvelous, so elegant in its simplistic divergence of the rest of this wretched place filled the young man with a comforting warmth; his gorgeous eyes sparkled as the dust fall's vibrancy was captured within, and finally he was able to rest. With no conscious thought to do so, Nefertiti's body collapsed beneath him, and he fell into a deep and dreamless slumber. The gentle sound of a cute yawn woke Rhino from his waning sleep, his tired eyes peering through thin slits to focus upon Bird's stretching physique, her perky breasts presented from her arching back. Had it all been a dream between them? Rhino's memories were those of a trance, blurred fragments of what may or may not have happened, and no mind of what led up to the events; he blushed thinking about what he had shared with the girl he had grown to feel such affection for, remembering stroking her pretty brown hair as he watched his manhood disappear and reappear from her lips, her entire body flush red and hot with sweat as she longed for him. This was hardly the sort of thing that happened to a guy like him, the fat guy never gets the cute girl after all. Until Rhino had arrived in this surreal place he would have been able to count the number of times he spoke to a girl for more than a minute on one hand, at least those he was not related to anyhow; he found it was best not to mention it. Bird rose from the indent in which she had slept so peacefully, her smooth form stretching once more as she stood, her round butt shaking lightly to dismiss the white dust that clung to her skin. “If you break our little girl’s heart… we won’t forgive you.” Mrs. Baker simply stated. Prepare yourself.” ffm She said seductively. It appeared to be a woman off to one side of where the roots of the fallen tree had been overgrown by brush. I then returned home to cogitate over this whole scenario and its permutations. She didn’t want to risk their captor’s ire, so she made it real and convincing as she suckled on her daughter’s tits. Danger. After threesome this, Zack asked her to get on top of him. Kenny was whimpering by now. She gazed down over her stomach, noted the bunched camisole and saw him still diddling her ravaged pussy with the head of his cock, which finally appeared to be diminishing in length and girth. The backpack and you are group sex dragged over the fence. “You look familiar…”