Throne Room
~As he stood before the throne, he felt a sense of trepidation. What secrets lay hidden behind its ancient carvings? What stories would it tell if only it could speak? Xavier reached out again, hesitating for a moment before gently running his hand over the intricate carvings.~

~Suddenly, the air in the room seemed to shift as if a weight had been lifted. Xavier felt a strange energy emanating from the throne as if it were responding to his touch. He stood there, frozen, as the energy grew stronger until he could feel it coursing through his veins like a river.~

Throne Room
~He approached the throne slowly, his footsteps echoing off the stone floor. As he reached out to touch the carved armrest, a shiver ran down his spine. It was as if he had been here before, though he knew he hadn't. The throne seemed to exude a sense of power and history as if it had been waiting for him all this time.~

~His mind wandered back to the letter he had found recently, written by his grandfather to his father. The mention of his grandmother and his father's silence on the matter still nagged at him. He wondered what secrets lay hidden within these castle walls and what connection this throne might have to his family's past.~

Great Hall
~As Xavier pushed open the heavy doors, the sound of scraping wood echoed through the hallway, followed by the creaking of ancient hinges. The air was stale and musty, heavy with the scent of forgotten centuries. He stepped into the throne room, his eyes adjusting to the dim light that filtered through the narrow windows high above.~

~The room was a testament to the castle's grandeur, with high ceilings and ornate stone carvings adorning the walls. At the far end of the room, the throne stood tall, its intricately carved wooden arms reaching out like skeletal fingers. Xavier's gaze was drawn to it, a mix of fascination and unease washing over him.~

peeks

down

double..

Penetration

tickling her fantasies until she erupts...

No doubt your strength will get you thru this
and sending all good thoughts for miss voda

Peloton

EDD

Edging Deep Down

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Great Hall
~Silent and still, he stood before the imposing doors, his senses heightened as if he could hear the whispers of long-gone phantoms and specters echoing through the empty halls. Memories of past hauntings surged from the silence, causing his eyes to narrow in the darkness of their deep, ocean-like blue. With a purposeful motion, he reached for the aged silver key hanging from a delicate chain around his neck, pulling it free with a determined tug that echoed through the stillness. The key rested in his palm, cool and heavy, as he slid it into the waiting lock. With a decisive turn, the mechanism yielded to the key's touch, emitting a satisfying click that resonated in the air, holding there for a suspended moment.~

(likewise ~s~)

Pleasure trading words, katie and Apollo ...

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paragon

l/p

quintessential

Stare into this crystal ball for a blast from the past.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8WlbQRoz3o4

Missing you my wife... Love you more than anything

🔪🩸🗡️