Lady Grace the Story of Ben and LaraChapter 7 Fulsome Nights
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Koli amar premikar bon. Amar premikar khub khai. Kintu ok chude amar mon vore na jhola mai ar hol hole gud mere ar maza pai na eroi modhye vagban much tule chailo. Amar premikar ichhe holo or barir loker sathe parichoi karabe. Prathame or du bon er sathe dekha karalo big bazaar e. or porer bonke dekhe amar matha kharap hoye galo. Chotota farsa khuboi sundari kintu borotake dekhe mone holo jeno kam debi. 5’4” height.
Ekta white sleeve less blouse ar kalo sari pore ache. Maigulo ekdom gol gol baller moto mone hochhe. Temon tight pacha. Patla thot, boro chokh. Ar nach karar jonya solid sarir. Sari sore galei navi dekha jachhe. Bar bar chokh chole jachhilo. O mone hoi bujhte parchilo. Kintu ektai problem koli married ekta meye ache 7 bacharer er modhyei amar lover jigyes kore kake pochondo bolo to. Ami kichu na vebei uttar dei
Sabaikei pochondo tobe tomar mejobon married na hole okei propose kortam. Sabai hese uthleo koli ektu archokhe amar dike takai. Er por sabai kena katai bysto hoye jai. Eroi majhe koli ese bole bubuda ektu toilet jete hobe jabe? Ami raji hoye ichhe kore koner dike toilet e niye jai. Ok boli darja bondho korte hobe na ami pahara dichhi. O muchki hese mutte jai or chon chon kore motar awaj pai baire theke. Baire aste boli valoi awaj dile kintu.
O haste haste bole sari niye boste parchilam na tai dariyei mutlam. Boli salir motar awaj sunte valoi laglo. Bole Sali fali noi ami, amake nam dhorei dakbe, ar ichhe hole phone o korte paro. Bole or didir samnei phone number dilo. Tarpor amar premikar kache jante pari kolir bortar kono khamata nei. Amio majhe majhe phone korte thaki. Ghanisthatao barte thake. Eroi modhye or barite problem hoi. Ami giye samlai are ka peye kolike jigyes kori sob kichu.
O kadte kadte bole or bor ok bodnam dichhe o anyer sathe suchhe bolle. Ami ar pithe hath buliye jigyes kori sotti bolo ki hoyeche. O much nichu kore bole bortar ekdom e khamata nei. Ami chaileo korte pare na. ami bollam kotodin theke. Bole meye hobar por theke ekdin o korte pare ni. Ami or pithe mathai hath buliye boli tomar kono voi nei ami achi. Bole bubuda tomake biswas kore bollam tumi kauke bolo na ami ektu
Jariye dhore boli dur pagli keu bole naki ami chara keu janbe na. bole or pithe mathai ektu hath buliye dite o amar gaye ektu eliye pore thake. Kintu baire kar sobdo hotei o taratari uthe orna tene dheke nei. Er por aro free hoye jai dujane. Aro ek ghatana ghate or mibile niye or mobile keu bename sms kore. O vebechilo ami. Amake deke dekhate ami boli tomake sms korte hoto na, egulo ami tomake boltei partam o bole othe tumi mukhe bolle amar kichu mone hobe na boli nischai kono premiker kaj.
O khepe othe bole amar kono premik nei, tomake chara ar kauke kichu bolio na. boli ekhono tumi ja acho biyer por o tate to ami fida hoye achi tomar jonya. O aro khepe giye bole amar janya fida ar didir pechone ghur ghur korcho. Ami ebar ok duhate jariye dhore boli tumi sujog dao sona, didike lathi marbo. O ebar duhate amar gala jariye dhore thote thot chepe dhore bole etodin bolo ni kano go? Kobe theke chaichi tomai?
Ami ebar ok komor jariye kache tenet hot duto chuste chuste duto dasa pacha chotkate thaki. O aro ghono hoye ase. Ami ebar or stono sandhite much ta dubiye dei. Or dui maiyer khaje lege thaka ghamgulo jiv diye chatei o arame chotpot kore amar mathatake maier upor chepe dhore. Ami ar deri na kore or ba diker maitai hath diye tipe ditei chomke jai. Ekdom jamat mai. Blouse hook ta khulte jetei o badha dei keu ese porbe sona, charo. Badhya hoye chere dei.
O hapate hapate bose pore chair tai. Amio pase bosi. Samne table thakai kichu dekha jachhe na samne theke. Ba hatta diye or sarir upor diyei gudta chepe dhori. O ar ekte egiye bose. Ebar ar wai na kore or sari gutiye tule du payer fanke hathta dhukiye dei. Or pantyr choa lage amar hathe. Ebar pantyta ektu sariye or guder cherai hath lagatei chomke uthi. Ekdom vije sop sop korche. Alpo bal gajiyeche. Kayekdin agei good kamiyeche mone hoi. Guder motor danatai ekbar tipe ditei koli ummmm kore othe.
Bole ki korcho please orom koro na, kelenkari hoye jabe. Ami hath ta sarai na. barancha or guder fatal barabar upor nich korte thaki. Koli hasfas korte thake. Ar ektu egiye bose pa duto aro fank kore dei. Isarata bujhte kosto hoi na. or guder futoi ekta angul ditei nijei gotta mere angulta dhukiye nei. Glass door diye baire lok dekha jachhe. Karo bojhar sadhya nei tabler talai ki hochhe. O aro kach geshe ese angli korate thake or dan hatha niye amar barar upor ditei o aste aste tipte thake.
Hathat korei panter zipper ta khule dei. Amio jangia nabiye diye or hathe amar mulotake dhoriye dei. Or nagno angule amar barar spoors lagtei barata darate thake. Ami fis fis kore boli khiche dao na ektu. Koli ebar jhuke pore amar barata dekhei issssssssss kore othe bole ki boro go tomarta. Amar borer tato er kache lankar size. Kotokhan lage tomar mal ber hote? Boli n anile bujhbe ki kore? Nebe ekbar? Bole ichhe korche khub kintu kothai nebo?
Keu jadi ese pore. Tomar bosser cabin e cholo. Bujhte pari etodin pore gude hath parai khub heat hoye gache. Bosser cabine e dhuke ok teblae e jhuke darate boli. O bole suye lagabe na? evabe ki kore dhokabe? Dekhoi na kemon kore tomake such dei. Or sari saya gutiye tule dei. Guder kachtai puro vije job job korche golapi pantyta. Pantytake nabiye dei niche. Or pa fank korte kosto hochhe dekhe nijei nichu hoye puro panty khule dei.
Married premiker gud ta dekhe barata aro thatiye othe. Ekdom jure ache bojhai jachhe sukh pai ni. Chamri pod. Khub farsa noi kintu darun sexy. Ami ebar blouse upor diyei mai duto tiptei o chot pot kore othe. Bole anekdin chodon khai ni, ektu aste koro sona. Tomar kono chinta nei sona swargasukh debo tomai bole nichu hoye or rase veja gude chumu khai. Jivta gude ditei o chotpot kore othe okhane mukh diyo na pls, keu asar agei amake chodo, kal amar barite ese ja khushi koro.
Amio ebar ok duhate jariye ubu hoye suye bloser vitar dhukiye bonta duto chatkate thaki ar amar barta giye lage or guder mukhtai. Chap ditei pichle jai. O ekta hath pichiye diye nijei guder mukhe lagai oi abasthatei ekta thap lagatei half inchi moto barata dhoke. Koli aro pa duto fank kore bole khub lagche. Bujhi etota nite kosto hobe etodin por. Boli tomar bag e vaselin ache. O taratari bag hathre vaselin bar kore munditai makahi ami kichuta niye angul diye or gude lagiye dei.
Ebar ok valo kore jariye dhore or mukhtake ghuriye thotdutoke chustei o aro pod uchu kore dei. Ebar duhathe or jamat choochi gulo dhore ek ram thap ditei barata por poriye dhuke jai or guder modhye. O mukh diye diye go go awaj kore othe. Lagche bujhte pereo chari na are k dhakkai puroto or tight gude dhukiye mukhta chere dei. Koli ebar hafate hafate bole thapio na ektu sojjya korte dao. Khub mota ar garam tomar jantrota, amar gud tolpet vore gache.
Ami ar kichu na bole or blouse nicher hook gulo khule bra te Dhaka chuchi duto bar kori. Oi obosthatei pechner bra er hook gulo khule dei. O ar badha dei na. ebar thatano maiduto tipe tipe ok sarire tene nei. Aste aste o sahaj hoye jai, bole amar dudu khabe na sona, khub khaote ichhe korche. Boli khabo darling kal tomake saradin chudbo dekhbe kichui baki thakbe na. kotodiner ichhe tomake chodar kichutei parchilam na o ebar pachata tene baratake ektu bar kore dei abar aste aste pechane thelte jetei ami
Palta thap lagai, abar barata dhuke jai or guder gavire. Jigyes kori byatha lagche go sona. Bole lagche tobe anek kom. Ebar tumi chodo valo kore. Ami khub garam hoye gechi amar khub taratari beriye jabe. Ami ebar thaper speed barai. Darun aram pachhilam kolike chude. Anekdin emon tight gud pai ni. Mai dutou darun. O thap thap khete bole jedin uporer ghare didike lagachhile sedin thekei khub ichhe korchilo. Kintu boloto ke besi sexy ami na didi.
Ami or tarmujer moto pachaduto chotke ar o jore thap thap lagaate laggate boli, tomake chude anek besi aram pachhi sona, tomake amar pratham din thekei khub hot lagto? Kolir o khub aram lagchilo mone hoi or mukh diye sukher sitkar aschilo ektu aste aste koro na pls, puro barata dhukiye abar bar koro sona. Eto sukh chodai amar bor to 2 3 bar thap diyei feda bar kore ditto, umm magooooo didivai re dekh tor premik amake bou baniye chudche or tight gudta amar baratake chepe dhore rekhechilo.
Arame amar o chokh bondho hoye aschilo.erokom ekdam sexy chamri married magike chudte parbo vabteo parini. Tui or sara sarirtake chatkate chatkate aro valo kore dujaner sukh tulte thaki. Arame kolir gud diye ras beriye fena uthe jachhe. Koli ar parche na bole ebar ektu jore jore thapao amar berobe sona. Ami boli ektu wait koro eksathei bar korbo, kothai debo fedata, bachha ese gale? Koli sosate sosate bole ajke vetorei dao, bachha hole pet khasiye debo, prothom din amar vetorei dao, bolte
Boltei koli hisiye othe ar parchi na go, hoye galo amar dhoro go jor kore, bolei podta thele amar sarirer misiye netiye pore. Amar to aro baki or good theke barata bar kore ebar paser sofai suiye ditei koli abar sari saya gutiye pa duto chariye dei. Nijei bra blouse tene tule mai dutoke unmukta kore dei or oi dasa mai dekhe ar thakte pari na, jhapiye pore mai dutoke chuste chuste kolir gude barata dhukiye dei. Ebar ar asubidha hoi na sahajei dhuke jai.
Ebar ok jariye ayes kore thapate thaki. Koli chokh bandha kore thaper sathe awaj korte thake. Bole pls taratari dau keu ese jabe. Amar o abar berobe sona. Amio bujhi khub risky hoye jachhe. Dhara porle muskil ar dhara na porle o amar badha magi hoye jabe. Tai ebar gadam gadam kore Mumbai thap lagai. Kolir thot chuste chuste boli nao sona tomar gude amar rosta nao. Dujaner thape sofai kach kach sobdo hote thake.
Kolir much theke aramer shitkar beriye ase magooooo, ki korcho sona tomar leorata ebar much diye bar korbe naki, taratari tomar fedata dao sona. Ar parchi na go. Amio ebar rosta dhele dei kolir tight gude. Koli chitkar kore othe uffffffff magooooooooo ki garam tomar feda. Gudta voriye dile amar. Bole sthir hoye jai. Duhath diye amake jariye dhore deep kiss kore bole eto such kokhono pai ni sona. Ar charbe nato amai.
Amio chumu kheye boli ar kokhono charbo na sona anek magi chudechi kintu tomar moto eto sexy ar pai ni. Ebar barata ber kore nite koli nijei uthe ese dujaner ros lagano barata chuse poriskar kore dei. Panty ta tule gudta muche nei. Nijer mai duto dekhe bole ki korecho dassyu ekta. Ami bag theke borolene bar kore kamranor dag guloi lagiye dei. Bra er hook lagiye debar age sesh barer moto bonta dutoi chumu khai. O abar o jariye dhore bole.
Abar ichhe korbe sona. Chere dao. O pa chariyei suye chilo. Or gudtai jiv diye poriskar korte gale o gudtake hath diye aral kore bole tumi vishan valo chosho sona. Charo ebar. Chere dei. O ebar much nichu kore gudtake dekhe chomke othe isssssssss gudake tumi fank kore diyecho. Taratari ebar sarita pore nei. Bole tumi prachando sexy officer modhyei risk niye chude abar 4 bar jol khashiyecho or pechane hete baire asi.
Dekhi pata fank kore hantche. Jigyes korte bole guder vetorta to byatha kore diyecho khorabo na. o seat e bose dress chul thik kore nei. Thotateo fule gache. Takhuni or boss ese dhoke. Amio beriye asi. Siridiye nabbar somoi kolir message pai, kal officer chute nio, ami 10 tai tomar flat e pouchobe. Ajke tomake puro masti dite pari ni, kal ja khushi koro. Amio palta sms pathai gudtake save kore eso darling.
Pordin kolike ultepalte upovog kori. Ekhon prai pratidin e chutir por koli ke flat e niye chudi. Rat 9 tai fire jai barite. Koli chodon kheye aro sexy hoyeche. Podta aro sexy hoyeche. Maidutou anek boro hoye gache. Kemonlaglo bandhura koli r full fota. Valo lagle mail korun
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My name is Lale, I am twenty eight years old and I am gay, I love boy and man. One years ago, Ali,Cenk and I went to market and bought some beer. we back home because that night was important football match on tv. Tv was me and ali's room. Ali and I shared same room.This room is bigger the other room. Ali stayed his bed and I stayed my bed but Cenk has no bed, Cenk and I stayed my bed. We watched football match and drank beers. I felt Cenk's cock my back but I don't care becasue bed is only for...
GayChapter Three: Sinning Behind the School By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 I must be the most sinful preacher's daughter in the entire world. How else to explain why I was on my knees at the back of the school giving my former steady, Ricky, a blowjob with a dollar bill clutched in my hand—his payment for my service. And he was just the first blowjob I would be giving this morning before classes. Two more guys waited their turn to spurt cum into my naughty mouth, their dollar bills...
Discovering my preacher father was a hypocrite had awakened me to the sexual desires I had suppressed. As I watched him through the window of his church office at Thousand Oaks Methodist fucking the redheaded Donna Paxtor, married to Deacon Bill Paxtor, I realized how the adults in my life had lied to me. They told me sex outside of marriage, and in it strictly for procreation, was sinful. It was a chore to create new life not something to be enjoyed. It was the Devil itching my vagina and...
Syn kicked back in her black leather chair within the small office,as she tuned in the radio. Trying to find a good old time rock n' roll station, as she danced about stations. Flicking along over the country ones and the static until an old Led Zeppelin tune tuned in. She relaxed as she sung softly along, " Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, it really makes me wonder... and it’s whispered that soon ,If we all call the tune ..then the piper will lead us to reason...and a new day will dawn..for those...
I think I told you that my agent, Flick Caterham, had landed me a part in a new tv series called ‘Lawful Execution’ to be directed by Chesty Morgan, real name Cassandra, with whom I’d worked before when I was much lower down the food chain.So there I was in my dressing room getting ready for my first big court scene. I was playing the part of a barrister which, for those whose legal system is more sensible than ours, is a lawyer trained to represent others in court. For reasons totally unknown...
LesbianI think I told you that my agent, Flick Caterham, had landed me a part in a new tv series called ‘Lawful Execution’ to be directed by Chesty Morgan, real name Cassandra, with whom I’d worked before when I was much lower down the food chain.So there I was in my dressing room getting ready for my first big court scene. I was playing the part of a barrister which, for those whose legal system is more sensible than ours, is a lawyer trained to represent others in court. For reasons totally unknown...
LesbianA Lawful Touch by Andy Hollis I slammed the kitchen door behind me, dropped the bag of groceries on the counter with another bang and gave my mother my best glare. "What part of 'no' don't you understand?" I half shouted. "Now, Kimberly, there is no reason for you to behave this way," she said, grabbing the bag before it fell over. "You asked another creep of a boy to take me out?" "Justin is a nice boy, the least you could do is go out one time?...
"What did she say, Julie? What did she do when she saw the pictures... the video?" The two friends were in a booth in a coffee shop away from the usual hangout and Sherry leaned close to find out about last night. Julie whispered the details, downplaying her own love for Don and perhaps exaggerating her sister's reluctance to the ménage a trios while her friend listened and giggled at all the right moments. "But what about you. Sherry? When are you going to let your Dad see you...
It’s just any other ordinary day at the office, when the world falls into a simple mans lap. That man is you, Jack Miles. Working at a small two story office complex. Like any other company, it’s run by some rich jack-ass with a money hunger slut as a secretary. The little guy, that’s you, doing all the heavy work with six other dweebs. Work the first floor. Conveniently the secretary is on the second with the boss and his abnormally large office. The large window facing the street, with an...
FantasyChapter 10: Sinful Holes by mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 The ecstasy of the feminine ghost's embrace fled Father Hyrum Augustine. He shuddered and blinked as realty leaped back around him. He had moved. He stood by Faust the vampire. The pair were before the large windows that looked out on Chicago. The eastern horizon lightened. The vampire Faust, a wineglass in hand, eyed the priest. Faust sipped from his chalice. It held wine instead of blood. Everything had made sense while the...
Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings - always darker, emptier and simpler. -Friedrich Nietzsche Feels like it’s still morning, I think. Hard to tell time from the trace of filtered light peeking through tiny creases in the hotel’s blackout shades.I roll languidly across the bed and pull my phone from where it rests on the side table. The clock on the homescreen confirms, 10:18AM.I’m horny. No, what lies just beyond horny, aroused? Wet?I’m wet.No time to deal...
MasturbationWillfully Transformed Michael was exhausted from a long day of classes. To top it all off, his girlfriend, Janine, had just dumped him. She claimed that he was cheating on him but that was a bunch of baloney. Michael considered himself to be rather attractive. He had a stocky frame and a washboard stomach, although he himself would admit that his dick wasn't very big. Perhaps that's why Janine left him. Shaking his head, he sat down. Just as he was about to fall asleep in his chair...
“And you are sure this is a good idea, dear?” Mother asked Daddy. As always, Mother wore a conservative dress: skirt long, neckline high, though it was sleeveless, a concession to the summer heat. Her hair was perfectly coiffed even after a day spent weeding at the church. I didn’t even recall her slipping into the bathroom to fix herself when we returned home, she just changed out of her garden jeans and looked perfect. I had to spend an hour in the bathroom when we returned home. I was a...
Hateful sister I was the youngest child and only son with three older sisters. I was an unplanned surprise nine years after my youngest sister, arriving much to her horror, jealousy and disappointment. She hated me being the youngest and she hated me being a boy. After all I had displaced her as the youngest child, up until then she had been very spoilt throughout her childhood and believing she was the closest thing to a son my parents never had, she had grown up as into bullying...
Be not forgetful to entertain strangers This is not a stroke story and takes a long time to get to what action there is. The title is from the King James version. ***** I knew there was no good reason to open the door. The knock was weak, the way it was when someone figured I wasn’t home, or maybe that I wasn’t going to answer anyway. I wasn’t up for company, no matter who it was. I suppose I really hadn’t been for the five years since I’d married, then divorced, Jack. This was my place, a...
Even though the title is called The Naked Adventures of Forgetful Lilly you can choose who you want to write about: Lilly- A 24-year-old girl who sometimes forgets to get dressed and walks around naked until someone tells her she's naked or she sees her reflection. When she does remember to get dressed her housemates, Alex and Claire, and her neighbors, Sun, Kate, and Rose, like to strip her without her noticing. Alex and Claire- Alex is 24 years old and Claire is 23. They spend most of their...
“You take care of your father,” Mother said as she stood in the foyer of our house, the summer heat spilling in through the open, front door. “Of course I will,” I said, trying to keep the naughty smile off my lips. I would take care of him so well. A weekend without Mother. She was about to leave on her annual women’s retreat. It was every July. I have been waiting for this weekend. Tomorrow night, Daddy promised me a treat. Finally, he had found the woman who would have a threesome with...
During the following morning’s scramble in the bathroom, I handed Jessica a fresh pair of panties, “Change into these Jez; I’m putting the washing through soon.” “Okay mum”, she sighs sitting to remove her knickers and looking like I did at her age; her puberty apparent; her lightly plumper thighs and hips; but more apparent this morning is her vagina which is especially plump and rosy! I crouch down between her naked thighs exclaiming, “Lummy, your snatch is swollen Jez!” I look up into...
Daniel Armstrong’s life had been transformed since returning to England to be with his daughter Valerie. His departure from home many years ago, had resulted from a build-up of boredom with his marriage; but things had come to a head after his wife caught him in their daughter’s bedroom in the middle of the night. The naked thirteen -old had been sucking him off; and had a mouth full of his love-juice. When mother unexpectedly and viciously pulled her head back by her ponytail, Dan’s...
Lo, thus, as prostrate, "In the dust I write My heart's deep languor and my soul's sad tears." Yet why evoke the spectres of black night To blot the sunshine of exultant years? Why disinter dead faith from mouldering hidden? 5 Why break the seals of mute despair unbidden, And wail life's discords into careless ears? Because a cold rage seizes one at whiles To show the bitter old and wrinkled truth Stripped naked of all vesture that beguiles, 10 ...
This is 'Sleep Training Module F-18-43b: Willful Planning' which describes what can happen out there and explains why good wills are important. It is mandatory for all sponsors in the Bedford Military District. There are good ways and bad ways to write your will. The module also explains why some of the clauses in these wills exist. I am Rear Admiral Frank Jefferies and I am currently commander of the 181st fleet out of the Bedford District. My task today is to explain to you why wills are...
***** An Eventful Shopping Expedition ***** Hi there, my name is Andrew. Here is a short story in which I recount to you, in as accurate a manner as I can remember, what happened one afternoon on a shopping trip, that turned out to be pretty eventful. I lived in a small town in the North of England. There wasn't much going on there at all, it was pretty dead as a place really, and there were only a few shops to speak of....
Suzi needs to be unfaithful Part TwoJames and I lay back on our bed, basking in the glorious afterglow of our frantic sex. Teasing the two tradesmen had left me with huge lust and state of arousal. James had just received the benefit, but as sure as eggs are eggs, the two guys will be in for one hell of an afternoon. To help dampen my ardour, I placed my digit finger in my slit and began to slowly run the tip of my finger up and down the shaved opening.James sat upright and watched me slowly...
Restful Sleep NightBy: Londebaaz Chohan Philip simply hated the hot summer nights, the air would hang heavy making it impossible to sleep comfortably even if he was dead tired from the whole day’s work. The fucking building was old, though it was very nice otherwise but no air conditioning could be arranged and the central air conditioning was just out of the question. He rolled over in his bed, punched the pillow couple of times again and wished he could get some relief. The sheet on top was...
14 – Dutiful WifeyAfter my day’s adventures, I really felt that I should pay attention to my husband, Liam. I did love him even though I misbehaved from time to time. I wasn’t in the mood, mentally or physically, for sex, but I was going to play the role of a “good wifey”.I greeted my dear husband at the door when he got home from work with his favorite cocktail. Wearing his favorite sheer pink baby doll nightie and some low heels with fluffy pop-poms on the toes, he was favorably impressed, to...
WISHFUL THINKING This story is a bit of pure "self-indulgence"; I just wish it were true! I must remind readers that the story is pure fiction and any reference to real-life people or events is entirely intentional and totally ironic! I have also reintroduced characters from another story. "Wishful Thinking" can be read as a "stand-alone" story, but previous knowledge of "Flat Mates" would probably be helpful. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx My name is Caroline Walker and I am a...
Hey guys, this is my first story..I am jon and I am here to share with you my experience of having sex with my mom. I believe that one should enjoy life to the fullest and making love with your dear ones is the best way of showing them that you care for them..After all..Zindagi na milega dobara! My dad and mom are both working as professionals..I was good in my studies and managed to get an admission in a good college for engineering..My dad never used to be with us as he was always busy with...
IncestAthea watched Feya’s daughter riding away through the thousands of risen dead. The dead ignored her and continued clawing their path in the opposite direction. Farther in the west, the Norgar were chasing the Manthakin army towards the mountains. Tomorrow they could close them in, and end the battle with the biggest massacre in the history of Calmyra. Bigger even than the massacre in the north, where fifty-thousand Ogusi riders were ready to trample down the Ghallan Clans. The slaughter of...