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IvanWhore 2this story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 3153 words) [2/12] show all parts

Author: Will Buster
Added: Sep 16 2007Views / Reads: 704 / 616 [88%]Part vote: 10.00 (2 votes)
Wilfred is back home in his father's castle. He enjoys the experience of sharing a carnal around the world with his new slave, Zahra. Her blood is as hot as the desert sands. (Revised)
 


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Ivanwhore 2 by Will Buster

Although the climate of England was so much cooler than Zahra's beloved Palestine, yet she found a second floor chamber in the East tower comfortable. There were brass braziers that alleviated the evening chill. The damp, stone walls of the castle were even cool in mid summer and as the colder weather proceeded towards winter, a source of heat became an absolute necessity.

Zahra reclined on a very comfortable bed. The soft mattress was filled with goose down feathers and her slender shaped sank into it as if she were slowly descending into a fresh snow bank. She was waiting for Wilfred to visit her. The brown skinned beauty knew that when he did, he would take her like he had during that glorious night in Venice.

The home coming for her new lord was a mixed bag. Wilfred's father was a grumpy old man who obviously had seen many battles in his younger days. He walked with a severe limp from a lance wound and a scar was etched across his grizzled left cheek. For the most part he kept out of politics. He was content to run his castle and mind his own business. When his son had come home one late afternoon, his only comment was, "So the whelp is back is he? Who's the wench?"

Old Cedric the lord of Torkel Stone castle spent most of his time sitting in the great hall of the keep and talking with his fool. He ...

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