Endlessly Devouring My Sweet Nectar

Kimber pulled her dagger from its sheath and used it to dig around the perimeter of the tile, and then to pry it up. She approached with caution, but found that it was tended to by a lone figure, a young man wearing light armor. Indian sex that is, those ears of yours…”
“Oh, did I forget to change back again?” Kimber said. “Back on the farm, there were barn cats, and we always enjoyed each other’s company immensely,” Jonath said. Being the location of highest significance in the building, it was the logical place to begin the search for an item of apparently great significance such as the earth stone. Fewer and fewer people study it these days. I doubt that the centaurs of myth allowed humans to ride them, but for now I think it best that I serve as your steed. Kimber rolled off him to the side and said, “Hurry, then.” Jonath did indeed

Endlessly Devouring My Sweet Nectar

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