Normally something such as that was beneath a royal daughter, but the village shaman had dreamed a dream that the prosperity of the kingdom depended upon me learning to read and write the little stabs and slices the scribes put into the clay of their tablets. One of the other two moved to stand before me, the other behind me. Blowjob porn I wondered why they would do that. At first he said that it was not possible to tell because each scribe is taught to make the same exact marks. The eggs broke when they struck my skin, but they still hurt. “It’s the oils in the root.”
The other guard laughed and added, “Only a fool would put his prick in a recently figged asshole.”
The both continued to laugh as the man stood at the trough and tried desperately to wash the fire out of his crotch.Tablet Seven
A soft voice spoke next to me. Once my face was dry, she started on my body with henna
