The Lost Treasure of Al’ac Noor

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Tristan skid toward the door, screaming and crying as he neared it. His chest was tight with the effort of running at full speed, but it shut before him anyway. He slammed his fist against it, swearing futilely. He could feel the smooth, hard tendrils running through his hair. A whisper in his ear told him to relax, to give in. It was so hard to fight when it slithered down his jeans in both directions. He was exhausted and it felt good, didn’t it? He was fully hard now and couldn’t really remember what the fuss was about.

3 responses to “The Lost Treasure of Al’ac Noor”

  1. Anonymous says:

    There should be more about this.

  2. Benji Bright says:

    Thanks for the suggestion. I've actually considered adding to this. Maybe if there's enough interest I will continue it.

  3. Ingonyama says:

    You can add me to the list of interested parties. ^_^ I’m VERY intrigued.

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