(Sae Nan Seul and Amanda Young enjoy each other’s company, in more ways than one of course!)
Sae Goes First:
Sucking on her beautiful large breasts, While also sliding two fingers deep within, This amazing woman’s tight, luscious p**sy, I then eagerly stimulate her to an intense, Explosive orgasm of unparalleled delight! Licking then swallowing her love juices, From my hand, I do the same down south, Until the last drop is consumed without waste!
Amanda’s Turn:
Spreading apart my gorgeous wife’s legs, I move closer then the scissoring begins. Rubbing our moist, tight pussies together. Going faster and definitely harder as well! While also watching our sexy breasts bounce, From the intensity of an exhilarating effort. Soon enough we climax at the same time, While cries of pleasure echo from our lips!
(Asami Yamazaki and Philip Blake certainly deserve to have some much needed fun in bed!)
Asami Goes First:
Orally pleasuring my handsome husband. Sucking on his long and swollen member, While loving how hard it feels in my mouth. I continue doing this without once stopping, Until he finally ejaculates a massive amount, Of semen containing sperm down my throat! I both greedily and eagerly swallow his load, Not wasting one drop of this sensual reward!
Philip’s Turn:
I then go down between my gorgeous wife’s legs. Licking and sucking on her delicious tasting p**sy. While both hands reach up to rub and squeeze, Those amazing and wonderfully soft breasts, Of hers which always turns me on so much! Moving my tongue around even deeper inside, I orally entice her until she finally climaxes, Releasing love juices which I lustfully swallow!
(Written from Rebecca Chambers’ point of view, as she and her beautiful wife, Kayako Saeki, enjoy some intimate moments together!)
The feel of her cold, alluring flesh next to mine, Sends me into a pure state of blissful ecstasy! Soft, ghostly lips gently kiss my stimulated vagina, While her enthralling hands slowly move upward, Caressing my large breasts and perky nipples, As I moan at the pleasuring sensual touches. Invigorated by an intense orgasmic climax, Love juices drip down between my thighs. Her aroused body unites as one with mine. Our desire grows stronger than ever before! I enticingly run my fingers down her back. She smiles as we continue kissing passionately. Her succulent breasts and tight p**sy tastes so very wonderful! Wet with intense anticipation, together we both climax. Multiple orgasms satisfy our lustful passion, As we lie embraced in one another’s arms. My beautiful wife will never depart from me. She and I shall remain eternal soul-mates!
When Bowie’s day started she never expected to be haunted by a ghost from her past. Her morning had started like any other, she worked out, walked her dog, had breakfast, showered and then headed to work. She spent the morning working on the custom orders she had, and serving customers. For lunch she met up with her best friend Alice and they enjoyed a lovely sub sandwich with a couple of glasses of wine. She then headed back to work and repeated the same process with splitting time between the front and back of the shop serving customers and working on orders. She interacted with so many nice people, and when some came to collect their orders it made her smile seeing how happy they were with her work. All Bowie wanted to see was a happy customer, so whenever a customer was happy she was always delighted.
After work she did some grocery shopping, before she stopped and grabbed a coffee at the local coffee shop. She even treated herself to a slice of chocolate cake. When she got home she packed everything away and began cooking for herself and Luna and Nova whom would be joining her later. Later they all enjoyed a homemade chicken curry with rice, and some wine. Once they finished Bowie hand washed the dishes and dried them before placing them back into the cupboards. She then walked Baxter again and once they returned home she fed him and placed fresh water down for him. Bowie then decided to head to the Kraken to join Luna and Nova who had gone on ahead of her.
Once there she chatted with the girls for a little bit whilst enjoying a glass of whiskey. Just then a guy approached her “hello beautiful” he said. Bowie turned around and her blue hues locked on someone she had not seen in years… in fact it was someone she had hoped she would never see again. She knew him. She knew him well. His name from Francis. He was one of the boys that had gang raped her when she was sixteen years old. She had heard he had left town and was working in Las Vegas. Why was he back? She felt sick to her stomach. Fear washed over her body and her blood went cold.
The memory of that night flashed through her mind, playing like a bad movie. Bowie was at her best friends sleepover. Bowie had awoken in the middle of the night feeling thirsty. She quietly crept downstairs so she didn’t wake her friends. Once downstairs her best friends brother and his friends were in the lounge having their own sleepover. As she passed the open door he called out to her. She joined them and played a video game with them whilst drinking water that one of the friends had gotten her. Little did she know she’d been drugged, it wasn’t until the drugs had taken effect that she knew something was wrong. The friends then took turns raping her before carrying her upstairs and placing her back into her sleeping bag.
Bowie just stared at him, not talking. She gulped hard, her throat burning as she did so. She hoped he would just walk away. He looked at her with a confused expression on his face. Bowie just got up and ran out of the bar. She found herself down an alley and she had a panic attack, alone, near the trash cans. She hoped she would not have to see him again, more importantly she hoped he was not moving back to town. He was the last person she ever wanted to see. Once she eventually calmed herself she got a cab home.
Bowie just say goodbye to the girls and left. Not making any excuse, not explaining why she was leaving. She just said goodbye and that was it, that was all she could muster up. She then went straight into her room and threw herself on her bed, hoping she could shut out the negative world around her. Visions of that night continued playing through her head, she just couldn’t shut it out. She went and grabbed a bottle of vodka and drank it from the bottle. She smoked some weed, hoping the weed would erase the memories for a while.
Thanks to her Miraculous, she’s given several powers as Ladybug. These are more or less exactly as seen in the show.
-Superhuman Strength: Her increased strength allows her to do things such as using her yo-yo to pull a large robot onto the ground, as well as break Cat Noir’s nearly unbreakable staff and an oyster’s pearl using only her fingers.
-Enhanced durability: Her near-invulnerability and great durability to physical damage allow her to jump off of 2 story buildings and land without issue and survive a fall off of one, as well as seemingly survive a fall at the height of at least several stories. She can even handle temperatures as severe as absolute 0.
-Ladybug is skilled in hand-to-hand combat when fighting villains or Cat Noir when he ends up being controlled by one. Her combat skills have improved so much that she can fight blindfolded with ease. Even out of "Aqua Mode", she is a good swimmer.
-Similar to a real ladybug, she can climb up and walk on surfaces without her yo-yo.
-Ladybug has remarkable talent with wielding her yo-yo, like using it as a grappling hook, a rope to restrain others, a projectile, a slicer even against solid materials, and a shield if she spins it fast enough. Her yo-yo also can work as a breathing apparatus for those who can’t breathe underwater like herself.
A few liberties I’m taking with the character for ease of writing with others and fitting her into all stories. These pretty much speak for themselves. -She’s currently in her early twenties -After graduating school, she took over her parent’s bakery but still works as a Superhero -Her Miraculous works a tad different in than in the show, but still she gets her powers from the earrings and Tikki is infused into them. -While she’s maintained a close friendship with Adrien, she’s currently single (and not looking).
Amidst the challenges, Lucas was grateful for moments of joy spent with friends in Miami. This picture, taken during a holiday gathering, reflects his growing support system outside of his family. These connections became his anchor during the tough times, showing Lucas that leaning on others doesn’t mean weakness—it’s a sign of trust and strength.
The year wasn’t without its hardships—one of Lucas’s younger siblings suffered a medical scare, prompting him to rush back to San Antonio to be by their side. This moment reinforced Lucas’s deep love for his family and his unwavering commitment to being there for them, no matter the distance. While it was a painful and frightening experience, it also rekindled his gratitude for the bonds they share.
2024 was a milestone year for Lucas as his gym, Next Level Training, celebrated its second anniversary.
One of Lucas’s personal disappointments came when an opportunity to host a regional fitness competition at his gym fell through due to unforeseen logistical issues. It was a blow to his aspirations of putting Next Level Training on the map as a hub for fitness events. However, the setback taught Lucas the importance of resilience and reminded him that every failure is a stepping stone to future success.
After a stressful few months of juggling the gym’s growth and personal obligations, Lucas found solace in paddleboarding along Miami’s coast. The tranquil sunsets became his refuge, offering him clarity and peace amidst the chaos. These quiet moments reminded Lucas of the importance of balance in his life, though maintaining it was often a struggle.
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There are two types of people in this world, as I’ve said before: them you can trust, and them you can’t. It has been my vast experience that those who are truly trustworthy can be counted at most in a single run of the fingers on both hands. And most of the time, I’ve found the people who always have your back in civilian life are counted on one hand only.
Apparently I’m known for being a notoriously guarded man when it comes to sharing details of my private life, particularly my pre-Wayne Manor days. Well, it’s absolutely true, guilty as charged. Private matters are kept close to the vest, so to speak. They are precisely that - private matters, personal matters, defined as not known or intended to be known publicly. There is entirely too much oversharing being done these days, I find. Despite what all the reality shows and social media would lead us to believe, no private citizen is actually under any obligations to divulge every detail of one’s life. A man’s personal history might be littered with unpleasantries he’s subsequently learned from, but if the past doesn’t affect how he treats others, or doesn’t interfere with the demands of his employment, or a choice isn’t made to talk about it, then it’s no one else’s business.
And when it comes to secrets, well, I would argue that by definition, one is actually obligated to keep secrets until, and unless, such time as their revelations might be required in an emergency or otherwise deemed necessary by the one keeping that secret safely tucked away. There are some secrets I’ll take to my grave, and for good reason.
My memories of the past are complicated, just as I suppose they are for so many other people. My dear old mum, bless her, did her best to improve my otherwise troubled childhood in the docklands of Poplar, Whitechapel, in the east end of London. It’s an understatement to admit my father wasn’t a positive influence when I was growing up. Full of rage, in dire need of discipline and a way out of the house before I got into further trouble, I joined up with the British Army Catering Corps at the age of sixteen, the minimum age to join up back then.
After that, it was service in the 3rd Battalion Parachute Regiment, a transfer into the Royal Marines and then the challenges of the Special Air Service. I’ve said many times I was very proud to serve my country, and I meant it - although that pride doesn’t fully extend to some of the things required of us, things we had to do that either wake a man from a dead sleep years later, drenched in cold sweat, or leave him numb or indifferent to all the blood on his hands.
Conflicts in Northern Ireland, the Falklands and the Gulf eventually left me disillusioned with military life. After a decade and a half of service, I requested and received an honorary discharge, without a viable plan as to how I’d support myself after. The structure, order and discipline of the military had kept me in line for years. Even after all the horrific things we did for Queen and Country, that structure still kept me safe from the dangers within. But those first two months out of the service are still a bit of a blur, a difficult transition to civilian life that I didn’t take to very well.
Booze, drugs, brawling, dangerous women, who knows what else - it was sucking great, black cloud. Memories of that time are terrifyingly fractured. Literal blood on my hands, waking up in strange places not knowing where I’d been or what I’d done, I was lashing out at the world and demanding punishment from it. Skilled and trained as I was to look after myself, the sad truth was that I wasn’t particularly effective being left to my own devices without any real purpose or meaning. The structure was no longer there, the why was absent.
During those terrible two months, between my return to London and the fateful day when Thomas Wayne crossed my path, I was alone with my demons. And the rage was winning.
During a particular rough patch between us when he was a teenager, I opened up to Master Bruce about how I met his dad. Thomas always knew how to keep a secret, and he kept mine - until I chose to share how Bruce’s father found a disheveled, despairing Alfred Pennyworth at a London police station. I’d tried turning myself in after waking up in an alley covered in blood with no memory of what’d happened, begging the cozzers to chuck me in the big house and toss away the key. And that curious, compassionate yank, dressed like he’d been out for a game of tennis, he somehow got me talking about things I was too terrified to even think about. He made up a heroic tale for how I’d awakened in that alley, saving his skin from some attacker, inventing a new reality, a new ending. He offered a new life after seeing something else in me that day, something salvageable, something with purpose.
Master Bruce still doesn’t know all the details about the adventures Thomas and I had in the years before the lad was born, before even his lovely mum came into the picture. Thomas brought me to America, hired me as bodyguard and eventually as butler at Wayne Manor. But he also became my best friend in the world, and I miss him more than anyone will ever know. I never knew the secrets he kept from us all while Bruce was growing up, the secrets that got both parents killed, some things that even Martha didn’t know, God rest their souls. Bruce himself brought those to light, despite my many efforts to dissuade him from pursuing such dangerous matters.
What has never been a secret is that through Thomas and his family, I found purpose and direction again. It’s always been good for me, the structure and discipline required of employment at Wayne Manor, but the moment I held newborn Bruce in my arms and Thomas asked me to protect the boy always, my life began anew. When that child stared up into my eyes for the first time and smiled at me, I knew I would do anything for Bruce, even willingly die for him. And since then…
Bloody hell, what is that? What is…that ?! Christ, there is something in my head. Someone is squirming about in my head, I feel you, who’s there?
2024 Recap Xia Turns Two This sweet baby is two, So many milestones we have gone through this year. She is 30 inches tall, 20 pounds. She loves butterflies, making beaded braclets with Dad, Sofia The First, and all animals. She doesn’t have many dislikes, except for broccoli, or trees of doom as she likes to call them, nop time, and applesauce. This past year raising her has been one of the most rewarding things he has ever done, he wouldn’t change it for the world.
Meeting Sebastian Moretti The newest and youngest member added to his fathers firm, is a tall, dark, and handsome, like really handsome man. The moment they met at an event his father had thrown, it was as if the world around the two disappeared. Owen had been surpressing his true self for so long, he almost forgot all about him, but the moment he saw him walk into the room something clicked and changed in him. However, with him working at his fathers firm, and Owen not being open about who he truly was he has admired him from a distance minus some friendly encounters. (Here’s to hoping 2025 is the year he truly embraces who he is)
Addiction Since the car accident in 2022, and the intense therapy to get back to where he was before, owen had developed a dependency to oxycodone. This has gotten worse with him surpressing who he really is and what he really wants, as well as it being a highly addictive medication anyway. He hasn’t just been taking it for the pain, he uses it to numb himself, so he doesn’t have to deal with his life at times. He is at risk of losing everything if anyone finds out.
Becoming Lead Surgeon Owen has recently been recognized as an outstanding surgeon in his field, he was also just appointed head surgeon at Jackson Memorial Hospital. With the new title he is going into 2025 feeling good about his career and the stability he is building for his daughter.
Name: Doongie Age: 19 From: Seoul, South Korea Siblings: Soonie, Dori Status: Talking to Jeongin Sexuality: Gay Occupation: None Face Claim: Hyunsuk CIX Health Issues: Anxiety Species: Cat Theme Song: Animals by Neon Trees
PERSONALITY
Doongie embodies balance, a calming presence with a streak of chaos that keeps those around him on their toes. Most of the time, he is serene and thoughtful, radiating an air of quiet composure that makes him approachable and comforting. He is the type to observe before acting, choosing his words and actions carefully. However, beneath this calm exterior lies a mischievous side that emerges unpredictably, often catching others off guard. Doongie has a knack for turning mundane situations into something lively with his playful antics, and he loves creating moments of spontaneous joy. While he doesn’t seek the spotlight, he enjoys subtle, clever humour, often teaming up with Dori to stir up harmless fun. His chaotic tendencies are never mean-spirited; they’re driven by a desire to keep life interesting and bring smiles to those he cares about. Doongie bridges Soonie’s steadfast calmness and Dori’s boundless energy, making him a vital piece of the sibling dynamic. Despite his chaotic streak, his loyalty and sense of responsibility shine through, ensuring he’s there when it matters.
ABILITIES
Shapeshifting
Doongie can transform between his feline form and human form at will. His feline form is sleek and graceful, while his human form retains a hint of his mischievous charm.
Enhanced Senses
Doongie’s senses are heightened beyond normal levels, allowing him to hear, see, and smell with extraordinary precision. This ability makes him both an excellent tracker and an astute observer.
Agility and Reflexes
Thanks to his feline nature, Doongie has remarkable agility and quick reflexes. He can leap great distances, navigate tricky terrain, and dodge attacks.
Shadow Step
Doongie can blend into the shadows, becoming nearly invisible in dim or dark environments. This ability makes him an expert at stealth and surprise tactics.
Mischief’s Charm
Doongie’s chaotic side has a unique charm that disarms those around him. He can distract enemies with clever tricks or lighten the mood with his playful antics.
Empathic Connection
Doongie intuitively understands the emotions of those around him, allowing him to comfort or manipulate when needed. His calm demeanour helps soothe others, while his chaotic side can incite excitement.
Arcane Knowledge
Like his siblings, Doongie possesses knowledge of basic magical principles. While not a master, he can assist in spellcasting, particularly when the magic involves stealth or subtlety.
Feline Familiar Bond
As one of the siblings, Doongie shares a deep, unbreakable connection with Soonie and Dori. Together, they amplify each other’s abilities and can communicate telepathically over short distances.
Playful Chaos
When in battle or a tricky situation, Doongie can channel his chaotic side to create distractions or confuse his opponents, giving him and his allies an advantage.
Balance of Calm and Chaos
Doongie’s unique ability to balance his calm and chaotic natures allows him to adapt quickly to different scenarios. He can either bring peace to a volatile situation or introduce unpredictability to gain the upper hand.
Cat’s Grace
Doongie’s movements are always elegant and precise. Whether dodging an attack or performing acrobatic feats, he moves with the effortless grace of a feline.
Night Vision
Doongie’s vision sharpens, allowing him to see clearly where others cannot. This ability is invaluable during nighttime missions or in dimly lit environments.
Whisker Sense
Doongie has an almost supernatural awareness of his surroundings, akin to a cat’s whiskers detecting subtle changes in the air. This ability makes him highly perceptive to dangers or hidden objects.
Chaotic Recovery
When faced with setbacks or injuries, Doongie’s chaotic energy kicks in, helping him recover more quickly than normal. This unpredictable trait often surprises his enemies.
BACK STORY
Doongie was the second feline to join Lee Know’s family, arriving at a time when Soonie had already begun to settle into his role as the elder sibling. Doongie’s origin, however, was more mysterious. Unlike Soonie, who was brought in with an air of quiet dignity, Doongie was found during a chaotic stormy night. Lee Know discovered him nestled in a cardboard box near a café, his fur damp but his eyes shining with an almost mischievous glint. Despite the storm raging around him, Doongie had a calmness about him that instantly drew Lee Know in.
From the moment Doongie entered the household, his dual nature became apparent. He would spend hours lounging peacefully in a sunbeam, exuding an air of tranquility that was contagious. But when the mood struck, he became a whirlwind of playful energy, darting across the room, knocking over items, and dragging Soonie into his antics. His balance of calm and chaos quickly became a unique dynamic in the family, bridging the gap between Soonie’s reserved nature and Dori’s youthful exuberance.
As Lee Know grew to understand Doongie’s quirks, he realized that Doongie’s chaotic streak wasn’t just for fun—it was often a clever way of protecting or helping his family. Whether it was distracting Dori from mischief or bringing a sense of adventure to Soonie’s orderly life, Doongie’s antics always seemed to serve a purpose. His bond with Lee Know deepened as they shared moments of quiet understanding and bouts of playful chaos that often left the room in disarray but the atmosphere full of warmth.
Doongie’s role in the family became that of the peacemaker and energizer, his calm side bringing comfort and his chaotic side ensuring that no day was dull. While his origins remain shrouded in mystery, Lee Know believes that Doongie was sent to him as a reminder that life is about balance—finding peace amidst chaos and joy in the unexpected.
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