It was a subtle move, but a threatening one, teen and Tera melted in it. She couldn’t help it, I suspected, much like Justina couldn’t help her sexual nature, but it was still disappointing to see her give in so easily. Her violet eyes closed, and she tilted her head further back, letting Willowbud’s white hair mingle with her black. Corruption relaxed in her host’s mind and slowly faded from view, the thought that had tortured her no longer present. The nymph finally parted from Tera, whose eyes shown with a mixture of fear, hatred and desire. Willowbud was pleased with the expression. Her demeanor flipped like a switch, and she wiped away the single tear that had rolled down her cheek, and curled her lips in her usual grin. Tera’s binds popped free, and the chairs we all sat in started to melt back into the street. Gloria’s body shifted dumbly until it rested flat on the amateur cobblestones, the spike shrinking from her wound until the hole in her chest was public empty. “No witnesses, only carcasses, eh, Death Kiss?” Willowbud laughed, “We can’t have the whole city wondering how the street turned into a living room, can we?” “I guess not.” Tera said numbly, in complete disbelief of her situation. “Alright!” Willowbud exclaimed happily, taking Astrid by the hand and turning on her heel, “Now let’s all go back to The Screeching Siren, have some brews, and reminisce about old times in Arbortus. We can talk about how much of a cunt Flora Autumnsong is until the taps run dry.” Willowbud actually skipped away with Astrid in tow, the pair looking like an excited child and her frustrated mother. I looked at Tera, and she looked at me, seeing my blue eyes shining from her enslaved daughter’s face. I glanced at the door to Gloria’s house, and she nodded. Then, voyeur we followed the skipping god back to The Screeching Siren, carrying the vain consolation between us that despite everything, Brandon was still safe. Still safe, as long as asian I stayed inside Justina and kept her mouth shut. Still safe, for as long as I could endure the Earth Former’s idea of fun. BRANDON Alexa was snoring like nothing was happening, making it incredibly difficult to listen through the door. Why Gloria didn’t put a peephole in the fucking thing was a mystery, and it took all my will not to open it a crack and see what was going on. Early on, there was fighting, screaming and yelling, but that had stopped. Then, there was a lot of talking, some laughter from a voice I didn’t recognize, and a screech so shrill it could’ve come from a stuck pig. Then, more talking, footsteps, and nothing. I waited for what felt like an eternity, and nothing continued to happen. I took a deep breath, steeled my courage, and opened the door. The sun was setting between the buildings, casting the world in a glaring, orange hue punctuated by sharp and sudden shadows. “Right then,” the doctor said, “that’s the examination over with, it wasn’t so bad was it Miss Evans?” Before I could say anything he continued “Now it’s time to get the smear test sample. Then, he unzipped her black body bag. I was both startled and puzzled by her change of conversational direction. “Jill do you want him gay or a cockold”? “You did say ‘no holes barred’. “Fine… but I get to play with your hole.” voyeur He had scratched his chin for a moment, but then shrugged his shoulders in a casual acceptance as if they were haggling over the price of bread. But you already told me that he played with your pussy,” I said. And clicks one end to her wrist they both giggle as she proceeds to task. A smile crept along my face as I set about making amateur plans for the family, who I was going to fuck, who would know about it and how people would public react in certain circumstances. “Nothing. This is what it takes.” “Much better”, John told her. “Steve, I'm hungry, make me something for dinner” Jenny cries out, still sitting on the couch. The dalmatian was smaller than the husky but he was lightening quick and Julie could feel her teeth rattle as the dog fucked with a frenzy that was non-stop. Then she shut up, wrapped the thong and I paid in silence. And then he began fucking me slowly, still only using less than half of his gigantic cock. “People probably think I’m a bum or a drug dealer since Sheila doesn’t work asian and you have a part-time gig as an entertainer...I guess they think I’m…” The man grins. “Oh fuck, you were right, my pussy is getting wetter!” Stacy moaned. “Do you spend every waking hour watching your father fornicate?” I asked. There was something appealing about girls in school uniforms, even if we were all barely adults and in college. “Yes, yes, Melody! “No. No I won’t!” Tears were streaming down her face. teen