Two Eyes Cenote wheel & sling

up to u what damage he takes!

a long laugh of surprise and mockery greeted machiavelli's words. "inji will fuck who she desires. her pleasure is my enjoyment."

surely the bruised little dog did not think that he could taunt khusobek with that? were they not all three servants to the same pharaoh?

his breath stirred the sodden fur of one ear; "i can see why you were chosen to be a mouthpiece," and then he raised a large hard paw, backhanding the man against the floor from where he lay beneath the mazoi.

"you should recognize the blessing of my wife's attention, and scrub her name from your tongue. i will not be putting it out, as we need your words, but a prophet can live eyeless."