Like A Dream Image

Wahara said to me, patting my chest in tenderness and compassion:

"My poor lady, you suffered a lot. Your tale is worthy of being recorded in the books of epics. It's not over yet."

I told her:

"Never mind, beautiful maid, I'm used to it and I'm going to face my fate.

"But what a tragedy, will you remain without a lover or companion?" What if the cruel gods ruled that your virginity should remain forever"

"There must be a hundred handsome men, or at least the immortal, Invincible spirit of Korra leaves," I said

"But it is unfair not to feel the pleasure of lust, dreams alone are not enough for a woman." She said

"You're right. I will still dream of a great bony pe**s like the one your master (Amish) has".

I said it and I sighed in heartbreak, while wahara looked at me in exclamation and astonishment:

"bony co*k?"

I said confusedly:

"Yes, of course, it is larger than a normal finger, but it is strong, thanks to its inner bone."

Wahara laughed with a sonorous laugh:

"Hahahahahahahah! But, sweet lady Aynor, you don't mean what you say. The male se**al organ does not contain any bones."

I felt shocked:

"What? How?"

"It is not like fingers, my innocent lady, it hardens depending on the pressure of hot blood, as the bagpipe made of tough dugong leather is filled with water".

The maid felt more love and sympathy for me, as her hand with which she patted my chest began to wipe on my bre*sts, but the movement of her hand was irregular, my heart rang for it, and she sincerely says:

"I cannot leave you without the pleasure of the body, Ma'am, the gods have created our se*ual organs for us to satiate. I'm going to please you for the first time in your life right, I don't think the curse will apply to me, don't you"

I hesitated for a brief moment:

"(Korra) did not necessarily include women, however... But how does the pot satisfies without a spoon"

Wahara took out the sacred pe**s and she proudly says:

"We have the best spoon in the whole kitchen."

And not a minute passed until she had tied it over her pu**y, and she had her own kn*b.

I said dazzlingly:

"What dexterous you are... Will, you finally put this in me"

"(You will put it, man). From now on I'm your man. Imagine me, Mr. Amish, and his mighty snake got up under his belly."

It was a genius idea.

She will do that to me, without Soma killing her at the same time because she is a woman.

Now I'll close my eyes and imagine she's Amish.

Come on, stallion, and bury that snake in your raging mare's pu**y.

Wahara took off my clothes, started licking my neck behind me, and kissed it as she grabbed my bre*sts.

The loud kisses on the corner of my neck with my shoulder intensely aroused me, and I realized for the first time that this point in my body was fascinating.

Her gentle finger grabbing my bre*sts is different from the men's violent style.

It was a great catch.

I was enjoying my time.

"Get your act together," I said laughing.

And amid the gasps and whining and swallowing saliva flowing, the real Amish came carrying a rabbit caught on his shoulder, and when he found this case of integration and longing, threw breakfast and joined us, and strangely I did not mind, so as not to get out of the situation that I felt, the three of us became in an atmosphere of sociability

So she pointed her holy thing and decided to penetrate my va***a.

For the first time.

Here, with the tip of my eyes, I saw Soma rising silently in the air, standing at a finger's distance from wahara's head.

Amish didn't see the killer Blade because he was working hard with his eyes closed,

While Wahara whispered to him lustfully:

"Hang in there"

nor did she see it because she was so focused on my hot wet fa*ny.

But I suddenly turned around, curled on my stomach, and I exclaim in sadness:

"Not now, honey. my b*m is thirsty."

Wahara was baffled, but she didn't object.

***

The black north.

The ice storm was scary, even a wild polar bear suffered.

His foot was stuck in a broken tree trunk, which disabled him from hiding in time, but he finally broke free, exerting all his strength, and in the midst of a severe storm, he glimpsed a shadow of a man approaching him, the storm was of such intensity that it convinced him to abandon his prey and survive this snowy torment, but the ghost suddenly hurried his movement towards him as if he saw it well, and then the bear was surprised by the man cutting him in half.

In amazement and pain, the bear was killed, and the man grabbed it and began to extract the meat actively and quickly, without wearing any heavy fur to protect him.

He wasn't actually human, despite his full human form.

But like any living creature, he needed energy, otherwise, he was buried by the snow, and he only needs his strength to dig and make his way through the thick snow.

And in the midst of these merciless circumstances, he saw a shadow of a white girl... She wears filmy clothes that perfectly contrast with the terrifying weather.

She was not like him from the genus of Icemen, which were almost extinct, so he felt threatened.. Humans cannot tolerate this weather.. The great polar bear himself was running away from it.

He suddenly moved towards her, and then fell on her with his sword to cut her in half.

And yet nothing happened to her.

He retreated in surprise and caution. He shouted in anger:

- "What are the jinn doing in these areas?" "

- "I'm not a jinn or fairy, I'm human "

Focus in on her features that the storm makes so blurry:

- " Are you her?" "

- "Yes. I remind you of the agreement."

- "How do you have the abilities of a jinn?" "

- "I'm not present here... I'm there in Kandor. You only see my picture... Like a dream image."

He marveled at this strange communication, but he knew that the Magic of Trees provides such rare abilities.

And he fears witches very much.

He asked her in a shrill voice so that he could hear himself amid the roar of the storm and its screams:

- "Ia... Is the noble man dead? "

- "Yes. According to the agreement, and the religious oath you took, it's your turn to take revenge on the perpetrator. "

The snow was already beginning to flood his feet, and if he had stayed in his position for a few minutes, he would have been buried alive, and he hates to be buried alive, not because he will die from the cold, The cold does not affect the snowmen, but because he would have to stay long until the snow melted if he could not get enough energy to dig.

He looked at the precious meat, and then, throwing it, began to gallop.

If he wants to get out of the storm in time, and make it all the way to the southwest, he has to move now.

***

The peoples and groups of Orioum

Masters of the Coppery Lands: Sovereignty passed from the sea jinn to the heroligans people after defeating (Salhador the Conqueror) in 2000 C., and setting the rule of (General Judgment) that dazzled the peoples and taught them union, and the rule is made by making a sacred crown from the bones of a savage (roc), which cannot be for a hunter to catch him easily. But after the General Ruin, khawanian inherited this sovereignty at the hands of (Garulius the Digger), who built the walls of (Khawan) using the boar as an emblem for his rule, due to the extension of his control over the sources of mining energy in the Blue West. His descendant (Osizour Jaruliosian) comes as a legitimate heir to all these riches, coppery armies, and fleets capable of confronting the southerners, and carrying out Spice Conquests.

(Al-Khawan) was established in the year 4162 C.

To be continued...