(A Zero and Silver Production) The Unforeseen Stay

[Maero]

When Hunter entered his room, he would find Grace had managed to change it a bit. Although most of it was as he left it, in a small corner, somehow, she had created a bookshelf, and was reading one of the said books. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, dressed in a light, one layer, white night gown. Her golden hair was pulled back with a band so that it would stay out of her eyes, and her bare feet hung off the ground, since the bed was made for Hunter it was considerably larger than a bed made for her, and so her feet could not quite reach the ground unless she slid down a little, which wouldnt make for comfortable reading.

She was still as beautiful as ever and didnt notice Hunter when he entered, so enthralled with her book that she didnt hear the door open and close. It was a romance book, one made in the Angelo Kingdom by an escaped Saxon Slave. It was tragedy, and both lovers perished at the end, but it was a well written book. Her pure blue eyes moved from side to side as she ate up every line, an she was almost halfway through the book. It seemed that Grace was a powerful reader.

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Serenity was moaning when Alex entered with flare, Silvia was playing with her tiny form again, and seemed to love doing it. She was currently licking and teasing the Fairy, easily able to stimulate nearly her whole body when the Fairy was as small as she was. Silvia was careful, of course, and held the fairy up as her tongue darted between her legs, its sheer size spread the tiny fairy as she licked everything, from her back and cute ass to her pussy and tight tummy. Serenity was apparently experiencing lots of pleasure from this as she moaned and cried out in pleasure, her own hands running through her own hair as she humped weakly against the tongue, going crazy with what must have been a long pleasure session.

Flare tried to curl up as she heard the sounds, but was to weak and afraid to, and instead began to shake harder, trembling in utter terror as she heard the sounds of sex. She dared not whimper loudly, she dared not protest or resist, she hadnt opened her eyes once since she had closed them, and was likely still picturing Mike and not Alex.