Magic Merlin
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Earthgoddess, you are to funny..Nice way to go out
Lovely Latina
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LOL!
Only Earthgoddess can make a triple flaming/drowning homocide sound so yummy and delectable.
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Only Earthgoddess can make a triple flaming/drowning homocide sound so yummy and delectable.
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Firesprite
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Firesprite and the Chef, unaware of the tragedies in the house, continue to screw each other sensless.
As Firesprite orgasms the earth begins to shake, toppling them both out of the lounger.
Firesprite, thrown heavily to the ground hits her head on the edge of the concrete pool, splitting open her scalp, and knocking her unconscious. The water gradually turns redder as her blood stains its once sparkling clear depths. Firesprite quietly drowns, the last of her breath gently escaping her ruby red lips. The earthquake rocking her from side to side, cradling her in the sleep of death.
Somewhere far away is the haunting sound of the worlds smallest violin, mourning the parting of Firesprite.
As Firesprite orgasms the earth begins to shake, toppling them both out of the lounger.
Firesprite, thrown heavily to the ground hits her head on the edge of the concrete pool, splitting open her scalp, and knocking her unconscious. The water gradually turns redder as her blood stains its once sparkling clear depths. Firesprite quietly drowns, the last of her breath gently escaping her ruby red lips. The earthquake rocking her from side to side, cradling her in the sleep of death.
Somewhere far away is the haunting sound of the worlds smallest violin, mourning the parting of Firesprite.
Magic Merlin
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Merlin's etherial spirit, slowly rising from the tragic ending of the happenings in this house, notices a movement at the poolside...
Drifting over he sees it is the spirit of the the recently passed Firesprite.. Totally fascinated, he wonders..."Is it possible to continue in this existence? I always loved those ruby red lips..?
<seems to be a lot of life <after death> left in this story line yet?
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Drifting over he sees it is the spirit of the the recently passed Firesprite.. Totally fascinated, he wonders..."Is it possible to continue in this existence? I always loved those ruby red lips..?
<seems to be a lot of life <after death> left in this story line yet?
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Earthgoddess
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From her vantage point inside the body of a newly hatched gecko, Earthgoddess looks on at the death and destruction plaguing her Uncle's wonderful house of depravity.
"Damn, now I am a freakin' reptile, well we reproduce so we gotta have sex.."and with that she padded off on her spongy little gecko feet in search of love or grubs- or maybe both.
"Damn, now I am a freakin' reptile, well we reproduce so we gotta have sex.."and with that she padded off on her spongy little gecko feet in search of love or grubs- or maybe both.
Firesprite
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Firesprites spirit form slowly emerges from its watery grave.
Her luminous body shimmering in the warm sun rays. Her ruby lips sparkling with ethereal drops water. A mist begins to rise about her, shrouding her form in a cloak of glittering irridecence. She begins to sing, a seductive song, coaxing both the living and the dead to her. Convincing all to gather around, to follow, to be with her, to be one with her.
She sings of the beauties to be found with her and within her. She sings a sad and lonely song, drawing all who hear it to her to comfort her.
Firesprite in her incarnate beauty sings the song of a Siren.
Her luminous body shimmering in the warm sun rays. Her ruby lips sparkling with ethereal drops water. A mist begins to rise about her, shrouding her form in a cloak of glittering irridecence. She begins to sing, a seductive song, coaxing both the living and the dead to her. Convincing all to gather around, to follow, to be with her, to be one with her.
She sings of the beauties to be found with her and within her. She sings a sad and lonely song, drawing all who hear it to her to comfort her.
Firesprite in her incarnate beauty sings the song of a Siren.
Svedish_Chef
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Comes to after a nice little orgasm/coma. And with all of the carnage that has been brought forth due to such carnal crimes in sight of god, da Chef sees that LL has been very busy! The chef is glad he's a man of the cloth... and with such he walks out hoping to survive the closing of the thread
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