1. New Life in Rianate 7


    Date: 8/23/2015, Categories: Fiction, Cum Swallowing, Male/Teen Female, Oral Sex, Romance, School, Written by women, Author: Lustful11, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

    tickle-tummy feeling a roller coaster gives me. Everything was calm… steady… light. My mind wasn’t doubled-over with millions of thoughts—I was almost lost in a non-existent mind that sure as hell was not my own. It was a mind of complete peace… Sometimes I wished I could share the “daydream” with other people, then they could join me in the flight of fanciful and cooling. I stepped over to the light blue candle. “It soothes and washes over us. I call Water to join this circle.” As the candle lit I could smell salt, and I heard the waves crashing on a beach shore. I hadn’t even noticed the little sprinkle of water dousing over me, soothing and washing me as the beautiful sounds of Varadero flitted my ears. But… that dust was dancing… that dust was blissed. I imagined Detroit’s smooth, wavy voice curling around my body and I just wondered what it was like for Dallas to miss her like this. Her eyes were reflective water that produces the clouds in a sapphire sky… so powerful to make my insides jolt and my lip kick up into a grin. The beaches of Varadero filled my mind, the resorts, the blue water with the power to hypnotize someone into its perfection. I stepped over the pooling water then I went to the red candle and nodded a little. I always wanted to be an autumn-born baby, but, I got March and was an Aries-baby. “It is the time of year everyone deserves and is the epitome of relaxation. I invite Autumn to this circle.” As I flicked my finger at the wick there was a benign ...
    whoosh wrapping around my body and mind. The oaks and pines converted from dark and bright greens to shades of orange, yellow, red and browns. The pines got that brownish-orange tint on the needles, the large oaks surrounding me were just as beautiful with the warm colors. The air seemed to be bursting with Autumn chill and even the grass seemed to have the “Autumn color” with the light, airy feeling rushing through. A saccharine tingle of pumpkin spice flitted my nose, plus the weird, yet fuzzy, feeling of those premature snow bristles that fell in late November. The rustic dust of Cade wafted and danced and jumped as the fallen leaves drifted around the bowl and decorated the plain dirt trail. I crossed over to the tall green votive candle and smiled as I prepared for the natural sounds and feelings of Earth to double up. “It sustains us. From when we enter this world to when we shall return. I call Earth to join this circle.” I lit the green candle, and it burned brightly as the scents of green meadows and wild flowers tingled my nose. I ended up shutting my eyes, a sight of a lovely valley filling my head. The land was a riot of color. The burnt orange Butterfly Weed stood tall amongst the grasses and the prairie Black-eyed Susans appeared to reflect the brilliant sun herself.The Prairie Blazingstar stood like tall, purple, bushy cat-tails. Near the edges of a lazy river grew the blue-violet Wild Irises, reaching for the sun’s nourishment and flaunting their bright petals. ...
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