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He didn’t reply right away but enclosed me in his arms. “Can we now start all over again?” he asked, smiling through his tears. I nodded and smiled. And at that moment, I also sent a quick prayer for Zed that he could also move on and start over. THE END Author's note: Thank you so much for reading Book 1 and 2. Book 3 will follow and it will be a standalone story of Zed. We also want him to be happy, right? And if you like the story, please reward this author with a review. I wish to know your thoughts on the characters' journey. See you on their next journey.

It was new… in a strange way he liked. “Why are you doing this? What do you want?” Alfred asked as he watched her laugh hysterically like a creep. “To teach you a lesson about judging a book by it's cover” Eva said and spanked his dick again and Alfred hissed in pain as he tried struggling to get free again. She smiled sinisterly and began spanking his slowly hardening cock fast without stopping. Alfred groaned and hissed and struggled against the bed with his toes curled at each land of the ruler on his cock.

Her raised leg trembled. “How does it feel?” Another half inch slipped into her body. I began to move it in and out. Keeping a firm grip of the wide base. “Different.” She admitted and this time I didn’t hold back the laugh. “Not unpleasant.” I laughed harder. “Not unpleasant hey, that’s not great is it. Let’s see if I can make it better for you.” The fingers of my other hand flew across her clit. “Oh oh.” Smiling, I gave her a nod of approval. That was better. Her small whimpers were everything but still it wasn’t quite enough for me. It was one thing fucking her with a chess piece , it was quite another making her cum with one but I had an idea.

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Stefany replied with a smile. "The story is very interesting and makes me feel happy." "Your favorite book?" Mr. Frank looked at his daughter with a sharp gaze, as if searching for the truth in Stefany's words. "What's the title?" the father inquired. "Oh, the title is Adventures in the Mist. The book is about friendship and adventures in the wild." Stefany explained, trying to sound convincing to her father. "Through that book, I learned a lot about the importance of friendship." Mr. Frank was silent for a moment, nodding slowly. "Sounds good. I hope you can take lessons from that book," the father said again.

He mindlinked him, and he nodded, sniffing. "What the fuck is going on here?" A familiar voice asked behind them, making Hashmuk let go of Rasmore. The person standing behind them was the person he was crying for, thinking he had left him. It was Kelvin, with a pile of magic books in his hands. He and his friends smelled like they were coming from the sewer.