“I’m afraid I can’t fulfill your fantasy,” Julia sighed as she got off me, her cock sliding slickly from my ruined gape, “I still have some pride. These feelings I have will fade the further I get from Passion’s influence, and Diamond’s curiosity will be sated by others besides you or I.” “Seems a shame,” I said sadly as I turned around, and rested my head in Julia’s lap, “it would have made us all so much closer.” “I want Diamond to go off on her own someday,” Julia sighed, leaning back as I nuzzled my face between her legs, “she doesn’t need to be shackled to a perverse relationship with her mother.” “You make it sound like we’re old women,” I laughed, then licked Julia from base to tip, tasting the delicious tang of my ass on her shaft, “Diamond was born our age, Julia; she looks more like your sister than your daughter.” “And that makes it better?” Julia laughed, moaning slightly, “You know it’s sexy horribly wrong.” “I won’t push it,” I said, “but I think you should consider what Diamond might actually want, and not what you think she should.” I let Julia stew on that thought as my lips wrapped around her, and I cleaned her like a dutiful wife; gently sucking her dirty shaft until it pulsed to eruption. She came a second time, pouring her seed into my mouth to a chorus of pussy gentle gasps, her pale abdomen clenching in contrast with her languid posture. I smiled at her as she leaked from my lips, and she smiled back, bringing our mouths together, and passing her cum between our tongues. God, she was so different now. So different in some ways, but still the same in others. Her face was the color of her hair as we shamefully walked from the changing room to the gawking eyes of the shop’s customers. They didn’t know they were in the presence of divinity, and by the blush of Julia’s cheeks, she didn’t seem to think they were. I paid for the items with all the royal dignity I could muster, and then we sprinted out of the shop like little girls, giggling uncontrollably. JULIA “But that’s where your poop comes out!” Diamond laughed as Lucilla tried to explain anal sex to her. I stubbornly kept my eyes fixed on the road, knowing Fucking without a doubt that Lucilla was trying to catch my embarrassed gaze with her mocking glance. “Sex is dirty,” Lucilla chuckled, holding hands with my daughter, their fingers interlaced, “and the dirtier it is, the better. If god didn’t want us to play with our buttholes, she wouldn’t have made it feel so good.” “But… poop!” Diamond yelled, unable to wrap fuck her head around it, “How do you… why would you…? Mom, did you get Aunt Lucilla’s poop on your penis?” “I’m not an animal, Sparkles; I practice proper hygiene!” Lucilla exclaimed loudly as my face stung with mortification. I pointedly avoided the gazes of the Towerhead’s pedestrians as they turned their attention toward my boisterous daughter and my shameless lover. “There is no amount of proper hygiene that makes your butthole clean!” Diamond insisted, “It’s like trying to scrub mud.” “Au contraire, my dearest adoptive daughter,” Lucilla chuckled, “I’ll have you know that my butthole is so clean, that after your mother was done with it, I sucked her-” “Beautiful sunset tonight, huh Freydis?” I yelled to the Valkyrie, who was standing right next to me. “Absolutely gorgeous!” Freydis yelled back, clearly as uncomfortable with the conversation I was. “Excuse me?” a small voice asked from behind us. We all turned around to see a boy of about seven, his hands held shyly behind his back. He looked up at Freydis, his expression almost worshipful. “Are you Angel?” he asked, and then held out a scrap of paper and a quill, “Can I get your autograph?” “No.” Freydis replied, frowning at the boy. He cowered before her, mumbled something, and then scampered down the road, where a group of other boys were watching Freydis with awe-struck eyes. “What was that about?” Lucilla asked Freydis. “I don’t know,” Freydis shrugged, “but it’s not the first time someone in Towerhead has asked me if I’m an angel. The tailor offered me a discount because he thought I was an angel, a man propositioned me because he thought I was an angel, and a caravanner told japan me he made a hundred bucks off me.” “What?” I asked, more confused than before. “That’s what I said,” Freydis nodded, “though I didn’t know mythical creatures of the maternal afterlife produced deer by the hundreds; you’ll have to read me that tale from your bible.” “Hold on.” Lucilla frowned, seeming to form a hypothesis. She walked over to a nearby vendor, bought a tabloid, and walked back to us as she flipped through it. I moaned, but went back to work on her clit. His eyes swept past her, unaware of her false smile, or the tears she fought hard to keep inside. I felt so happy when I thought about it and... and... A plaything. “What the hell; he’s probably had hundreds of naked women opening the door to room service; he probably won’t even look at me.” "A vagina, I don't have a vagina." “She turns you on too?” Chad asked incredulously. I saw your face when I said I loved Trevor. I helped her pull them off as she stroked my leaking boner. Of doing naughty things to my husband's wife. “How many times is that?” He asked me in a reverent tone. “How does our play or not play affect our jobs?” she asks. “You are not alone in keeping it secret,” Ronja said as she comforted Maria’s hand. Her eyes flutter open to reveal those beautiful emerald irises. "I think we're clear," the same voice announced. Before I black out, I hear some more of Violet’s muffled screams and the door behind me close. I did not miss him saying, He came in no time in side the bowl, making sure nothing missed. I looked directly at Lisa as sexy I replied, “Lisa, don’t concern yourself with it. By now his penis was coming to life, and what a sight! Ashley was in great shape; her body was tight and slim, but curvy in all the right places. She was still beautiful at 45 even after having 5 kids and I told her that,She fuck smiled and asked if I still thought of her,I couldn't deny that I did. The hair of his chest and thighs was fairly abundant and the same black hair as the hair on his head. It is my birthday! This was followed by the rest of pussy the dog, its lean tan short haired japan body rippling with lithe muscles, a prime example of a large Andalusian hound and a fully intact hound at that. I ran several tests and was aroused the whole time. I gulped it down, the frothy jizz pouring down my throat. The cage around her little clitty jangled as I rammed my cock in and out of her. In the city where the two Fucking groups had met, all that were left were hesitantly working together. I screw my eyes tightly shut, trying to hide from the audience cheering on my debasement.