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Aroha and the grotto
Aroha wiped her wet forehead and happily sighed. The luxuriant nature was offering its best view. The landscape before her eyes looked like a basket full of gemstones: Emerald leaves, Turquoise sky, Ochre Mountains, Crystal water. The Oceanian woman silently thanked the skies for letting her live in such a stunning environment. She seized the hem of her blue top and fanned herself while drinking some fresh water. Aroha was suitably dressed for a hot weather: khaki shorts and a slightly too short tank top. As the top was an old one she used to wear ages ago, she hadn't realized at first that it exposed her deep innie. However, it turned out to be a good thing as it gave some fresh air to her tan belly. Aroha braided her jet-black hair in a piggy tail before walking again. She had been exploring this tiny island for a while now and had been surprised to note the absence of any living soul. No tourists, no locals, not even a chirping bird. That was very weird considering how amazing
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Navels of Egypt : Asnofre the Herald
"So, you're the new herald?" Asnofre nodded to the Egyptian woman in front of her. Her features were delicate but grey locks in her black tied hair indicated that she was older than what her skin looked. Asnofre was really enthusiastic about her new position. She was a fast runner, a fast writer and a fast translator. She spoke several languages and dialects that were very useful in Ancient Egypt. Heralds were usually men, but only women could enter in certain places, such as brothels, harems and other women only quarters, making her skills very convenient. It was her first time bringing a message to the Annex of the Queen's personal Palace and she had been thrilled about it the whole day before. The older woman in front of her took the scroll and silently read it. Her white long toga was covering most of her tanned body. Then, she nodded and rolled it back, satisfied. "Alright, I'll let you know if I need to use your services. You could be useful for the servants' letters. Or even
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Cassie's belly peril. Part 2
Cassie came to, awakening in the arms of the masked stalker. She had idea how long she had been out cold. But she had to time to feel concerned over that. The man hadn't noticed her awaken. So she elbowed that fucker right in the nose. He let out a grown, dropping her to the forest ground. She went to stand, but soon realised she was still groggy from the tranquilliser. She stood with shaky legs, ready to make a run for it. Before she could even begin her sprint however, the man was quick to loop his arms around her tiny waist, bringing her tight to him. There was a moment of struggle, before she halted, hearing his voice in her ear. “You ever try that again...I'll skin you alive.” Cassie whimpered, the man's hands wandering all over her bare midriff. “P-Please, let me go...” His laugh was sour, squeezing her side, to which she yelped. “You know that can't happen, baby.” “I promise...if you let me go...the police don't have to know...” tears stung her eyes. “You think I'm
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Hopefully the wife is pretty as well. Have Taylor lick her navel.