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Master of Time

If you have the power to travel anywhere in time, armed with your knowledge, what would you do? Could you prevent wars, natural disasters and the economic crisis? Do you really want to? Wouldn’t you prefer to play God instead? Afterall, only God should have the power to control time. This is the story of my life. It is not for the faint of heart. I never wish for this power, yet I was granted it, nonetheless. I have watched the Great Pyramid being built, Rome being sacked, and unaccountable number of bloodsheds in the names of long forgotten Kings and Queens. Empire rises and falls, yet I remain. That is the single truth. Even the Modern Era is but a tiny drop in the ocean of time. History is just an experience to me. New Hollywood, what is that? Is that more interesting than the Great Migration or The Exodus? I will tell you all about it, the countless lives I have lived. As the Master of Time, time itself is my servant. It is loyal to a fault, preventing death from claiming me. In effect, it forces me to wander all of time and space, for all of eternity. I wonder when, if ever I will be free from this curse and this gift! Disclaimer: Story contains graphical sex scene. Tags: Time Travel, Ruthless Protagonist, Male Protagonist, Godly Power, Alternate History, Celebrities, Wars, Conquests, Kingdom Building. ******************** Discord Server https://discord.gg/ffazvKp

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Lost and Found

Allison is wet and slick and very tight, massaging my meaty length as I slam in and out of her arousing body from below.

"Oh. Oh! Oh Fuck! Fuck me! Fuck me, Max! Fuck me!"

Allison screams loudly as her arms and legs pull me into her full wetness again and again, from around my shoulders and lower back respectively.

Her nails also dig deep into my flesh, trying and failing to break the skin.

And her endowing and bountiful chest, parched with our glistering sweats, heaves with each powerful thrust and squeezes against my strong frame, hugging and kissing my body tightly.

"Ugh! Take it. Take it. Take it, sweetie! Ugh! Fuck!"

I response and hammer home hard and fast, pounding that sweet, sweet pussy of hers. I didn't realize that I have stopped calling her by her name in my grunting and groaning. I am fully immersing myself in the blissful pleasure.

There is no need to think about anything anymore for the both of us.