https://www.facebook.com/reel/428031893360960

Fairram Rise
speaking to himself as he flips the fish. he expects no answer as that truly would be madness. missing his home most, it has always been within Beware, but to attempt to return would cause chaos and destruction. its peaceful here with the exception of the willowisps. hey are more a nuisance than a threat with their constant barrage.

*crossing the room to my sofa*

https://xgifer.com/content/2023/01/ebony-facial_001.webp

*giggles* call it what you will
it still my weakness love it the smell the taste
the feel
she looks up as my tongue wraps around your balsac ..

https://xgifer.com/content/2022/05/tied-up-handjob-and-facial_001.webp

mmmmmmm, feels so good at that depth.

Fairram Rise
night comes under the early gray of clouds. fish sizzle slowly on a flat rock beside the cooking fire, neatly gutted and river washed. seems that mushrooms are the side dish of choice as they are bountiful in the forest. he yearns for hand churned butter to garnish his dinner, salt and pepper.

https://xgifer.com/content/2022/07/gom-kogaru_001.webp

'groin' is such a clinical-sounding word. giggles

https://xgifer.com/content/2021/05/big-tits_001-3.webp

My eyes lite up
I lick along your fat vein .. with no hesitation ..then run my tongue throuhg the pee slit .. eyes meetingyours with a smi,e as I taste you ...
the taste of pee being a major trigger
she suck on your head till you are hard then she took your as deep as she can in one big gulp ..

https://xgifer.com/content/2023/01/big-tits_001-7.webp

https://xgifer.com/content/2022/11/facial-cumshot-to-cute-blonde_001.webp

becoming aware of that girl
becoming agitated
trying to convince her to turn and run
and not get trapped in this hellhole

*sliding in*

Enters briefly

you may dear.

Iridia's Apartment
'Complication'? That gets a head tilt from him and a curious stare. His optics take a few extra seconds to translate your words into readable text. And that tightens his expression into something more serious.

One thing at a time. He'll let it go for right now.

Echo held still for Bamboo's face rub and the fang scraping, letting the cat get cozier before slowly moving his hand to gently glide the pad of his thumb against the feline's forehead. Smooth, upward strokes only. Until the cat gets bored or skittish and moves away.

"No, I don't." Echo's eyes move from the now friendlier Bamboo, over to you. "I think it's all custom-made."

You could find Richter. Tell Echo where he is. Meaning Echo has to come up with an infiltration plan, probably deal with more traps, and outsmart a techie on his own level on the man's home turf.

"I don't need to know where he is." Shaking his head. "I need to bring him to me."

Echo finally stands upright after giving Bamboo one final pet from head to tail.

"I need you to spoof my comms. Make it look like I'm trying to reach Doc Seale and Eir. I want Richter to pick it up and think I'm racing through NC with Haven on my bike, trying to get her emergency medical attention."