After two long years of creative dry spell and a major writer's block that has prevented me from writing seriously, I have decided to try to continue ...this thread. Bear with me as attempt to get back into the mindset of the premise so the pacing of quality content might be a little slow.)A long time ago, a great immortal warrior named Skord brought down the rampaging Bardarim, the fabled Ender of Worlds. As reward from the Elder Deities, he was offered the place of a dead War God in the Heavens,. I moaned loudly, my hands curling into the fabric. I was pushing back against him, wanting to take more of him in me.I was panting like a bitch in heat. My soft moans turned into stifled screams, and I knew that I was on the brink of orgasm. I did everything I could to prolong this fucking. I flexed my hips back and forth; I rotated my butt in little circles feeling his cock hit parts of my vagina he might have missed before. Meanwhile he continued ploughing into me with every bit of strength. "He was just teasing you." She turned back to Martha and said, "I've tried hair spray and everything else I could think of on Megan's hair. Nothing keeps it in place. Maybe crazy hair is one of the things Udit forgot to tell us about Wizards and Sorceresses." Megan," Martha said warningly. "If you shake my house, you'll break it and I won't be able to make you more cookies." I wanted him to look good for these people from the Councils," Martha explained while looking at Sean's hair critically.. He’s a guy I met in college—Linc Addington.”Paul’s blood ran cold. He knew Thad well and didn’t think he’d hang with some scumbag nerd.“Addington. I think I heard of them. Isn’t that some rich family that lives just outside of town?”“Probably the same. Linc is pretty well off.”Paul had a sudden sinking feeling he wasn’t getting the truth from someone, and Steph was the most likely culprit. He knew some things she said seemed off. He had to test the waters. He had to get Thad to tell him more.