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  • Even his friends and family believed he had lost his mind when Linus then sold his wealthy home and became a shepherd, living in a wooden shed. The years went by torture and the nobleman spent a fortune doing everything he could to protect the island’s ever-growing population of sheep. His resources were diminishing fast, but still he managed to feed and shelter the animals throughout one of the longest and harshest winters the people on the island had ever witnessed. At last springtime arrived, and on the night of the first new moon he lay in his shack, alone, cold and hungry. He had lost absolutely everything, every penny he owned, his mansion and his scores of friends. Everything but his looks and the thousands of animals he cared so deeply for. On that first moonless night in spring, though he himself was starving, he gave his last gangbang piece of bread to one of the sheep that took refuge with him in the shack. Then, as he watched the animal devour the dry morsel of bread, it suddenly shed its thick coat and from under the layer of wool emerged a beautiful young woman. It was none other than his long-lost fiancée, his one true love. By sacrificing absolutely everything he had, Linus had finally managed to lift the curse. Reunited at last, Linus and his fiancée were married the very next day. The news quickly spread throughout island and the townsfolk now arranged to host a feast for the impoverished nobleman and his beautiful bride. Together they built them a new house in the fields, where the couple lived happily ever after. Linus and his wife had six children, all beautiful girls with blonde, curly hair like that of a newborn lamb, a trait that was still prevalent on our island to this day. As the story goes, it was this legendary wedding feast that the people hosted for the nobleman and his wife that evolved into the local holiday now known as Linus Day, and it is still dedicated to that ancient couple's true love. Although you won't find it mentioned in any of the tourist board's leaflets, the legend of Linus was also linked to another, more obscure, but equally cherished tradition. This tradition was commonly referred to as Sheepshaggin'. On the evening before Linus Day, all the young and unmarried women would dress up as sheep and hide in the woods or fields. Then, as soon as the sun had set, the men would go out as well. If they were in a relationship, it was their task to find their girlfriends and if they did, their love was supposedly destined to be true. The festival of sheepshaggin’ was arguably even cheerleader better for those who were not in a committed relationship. If you were a single guy, tradition allowed you to go into the forest and have sex with as many dressed-up girls as you could find. All night long, all single and willing females were considered fair game. And better still, the complete darkness of the new moon and absence of electric lights practically ensured complete anonymity, if that's what you desired. It was understood that even a total loser could get lucky on sheepshaggin’. Me, I was not a total loser and furthermore, I was in a serious, albeit waning, relationship. This night, like every other sheepshaggin’ for the last three years, my girlfriend Amanda was somewhere out there waiting for me, but tonight I had not been able to find her. I had been searching the dark woods and desolate fields for ages and looked for her in all the places that used to mean something to us, yet I was still wandering alone. I Blowjobs had run into several dressed-up girls in various locations, but none of the lambs proved to be my true love. In a way, it was indicative of our relationship; I just did not know what Mandy was thinking anymore. After we finished high school almost a year ago, I left the island to attend college while she chose to stay behind and find a job. Although we telephoned almost every day and I did my best domination to be with my girlfriend as much as possible, our relationship had been going downhill ever since. Especially over the last few months she had changed, becoming more and more detached from me. Whatever remained between us now was purely physical. I mean, the sex we had was still great, but at times it felt more like she was an escort than a girlfriend. A month ago, my friend Dave told me that he had heard that Mandy was making new friends and seeing other guys. A few days later I had confronted her, and we had a big fight, during which she vehemently denied the accusation. The subsequent make-up sex was spectacular, and maybe I was a bit too eager to believe her after that. He'd knocked up two girls last year, his cousin Melody and this girl named Pam. Day two started like the first day. You should ask her that question. She then lowered her mouth to take in my shaft. What is she talking about? Despite the current situation, I couldn't resist slipping a hand beneath the tarp and giving my stiffy a quick stroke. Climbing down out of the stand; I made my way down the hill and across the creek. Not only was he a drunk, he was also piss poor at his job. Now gangbang I did not need to read minds to see she was upset not domination to have the place to herself. Paris screeched as she flew at a man in the suit. I swirled through her, getting her wet and ready, eager to fuck her asshole. “You’re too good to me.” she replied, grinning, as she slowly rose up. I did not ask her anything. God! “Just a goblin cum rag. "Look the little slut is excited" cooed Dee, and with that took Julie's nipple and squeezed hard. I found her sitting at one of the tables on the patio, watching the sunset. She reached up and ran her fingertips through his hair, caressing him affectionately as they snuggled in the too-hot but lovingly intimate afterglow, “Ah… Come on baby, let’s get your cage back on…” Everything stopped. Think about what you’re doing Clark!!!” She knew that he had not beat her taking mercy on her sore torture bruised body from her beating Blowjobs for punish yesterday. Bill said, “Remember I said I was going to interview Marcus’ son? Nine months of being so close cheerleader together within me.” Leo showered and washed her out before taking her to bed and using her arse then fell asleep still buried in her. Vern fucked her hard. She felt like her head was going to explode, “This is so awesome” she thought to herself.
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