Machaela said:

Of course we'd call you story "Odyssey of The Mind" ..



Abraham Visits the Maid

"Barren! How dare you call me barren! Who's to say it's not YOU who's at fault. Your dried up old twig couldn't get even the youngest sapling pregnant."

"Sarah, calm down. I'm just saying, it'd be nice to have an heir."

"Fine! You've been eyeing the maid Hagar. Don't deny it, I've seen you. Go spill your rotten seed inside her, see if I care."

So that night, after Sarah was fast asleep in her own room, Abraham called Hagar into him. "Hagar, come here and sit by the bed, there's something I'd like to discuss."




"Oh Mr. Abraham, should I really be alone with you at night? You know how jealous Miss Sarah can be!"

"Shhhhh… Don't worry. Come closer"

As he said these words, he pulled her close to him, and kissed her passionately. "Oh Mr. Abraham, I've wanted you for so long" she moaned, as he deftly removed her panties. He loved looking at her in that maid outfit she always wore; oh how many nights he stayed awake dreaming of putting his hand under her little skirt. And now finally, he was feeling her moist warmth.

Hagar reached down under his tunic and felt the hardness. "What is that, a stone idol under there?" She asked, as she slid down and fellated Abram's obelisk. He enjoyed her expert tongue, but soon he couldn't bear it. He lifted her up and placed her on top of him.

As he entered Hagar's supple moistness, Abraham flashed back to how Sarah's dry gullet reminded him of the hot desert sand, and he shuddered. Hagar grabbed onto his collar and rode him like a camel, bouncing up and down, drilling him deeper into her with each movement.

Abraham then grabbed hold of her and flipped her over. Finally in control, he pounded her vigorously.

"Oh Mr. Abraham, you are so strong."

"You know it, baby. I'm not too old yet. You want it? You ready for my to plant my seed?"

"Oh yes! Yes! I am your fertile ground! Fill me up with your seedlings!"

As she said those words, Abraham spewed for the with the river that was to form a nation. "I got it! I got it!" she yelled, as they both fell exhausted onto the bed

Anxy, tell us the one where the kid falls in the water and floats away?

Anxiety said: