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Her expression softened again, and she returned my smile. I nestled my body against hers, resting my cheek against her soft breast, and curving my form into the bow of her torso. She stiffened, unsure of the situation, and then placed a tentative arm around me, and relaxed. It was a platonic embrace, one of a protector and her charge, and in that moment, it was the exact kind of contact I needed. I needed to feel protected. “Why are you so far from home, Freydis?” I asked. “I’m looking for my daughter.” Freydis replied “Sounds like there’s a story there,” I said, looking up at her, “if you’re willing to tell it.” “My daughter, Astrid,” Freydis said, clearing her throat, “is a bone-headed young woman. Nine days ago, she charged off Iona, convinced beyond all doubt that she would find The Earth Former, the patron god of our peak. She was immediately netted by orcs in the Droktin Pass.” I felt a ping of sadness as Drask’s words came flooding into my mind, and the tears began to film on my eyes. I brushed them away before Freydis could see them. “That’s awful.” I muttered. “It worked in her favor,” Freydis sighed, shifting against the tree she was resting on, “as all things seem to with Astrid. I raced after her once I heard the news of her capture, and I found the slave cart she’d been hauled alluring in, melded to a massive cube of obsidian that could’ve only been made by one man.” “Did it have a fist sticking out of it?” I asked. Freydis raised her eyebrows, and nodded. “My father took me to see the exact thing,” I chuckled sadly, “small world.” “It sounds like you have a story to tell me, Bound One.” Freydis said, her eyes searching. “I’m hard fuck Princess Lucilla Fritari of the elven empire and my father is an insane tyrant,” I replied tersely, not wanting to blonde tread on still-open wounds, “that’s pretty much it. Please continue.” Freydis puffed out her adorable cheeks, her eyebrows raised. She seemed to mull that revelation over for a moment, then inclined her head, nodded, and continued. “I searched far and wide for Astrid and The Earth Former,” Freydis continued, “until I came upon more evidence of the god’s activities on The Gratoran Wall;” Freydis frowned blowjob for a moment, “a statue of my own daughter, arched in the throes of great lust, complete with the act of her fornication carved perfectly between her stone legs.” “Sounds like they became pretty fast friends.” I giggled. Freydis did not share in my amusement. “The Iona Guard has vows that prohibit such things,” Freydis said, “a winged-warrior is to have sex only once in her life, and only to bear a daughter. We believe that putting oneself beneath another for pleasure is a weakness, and a warrior cannot afford weakness.” “But how many warriors get a chance to sleep with a god?” I laughed, “Isn’t there some clause in your contract that makes exceptions for a divine fuck?” Freydis eyed me with a stern frown, and then broke into a smile. “I suppose you are right, Bound One,” she chuckled, “were I a younger woman, raging with lust, I’m sure I would’ve fallen prey to the temptation of bedding a divinity. Still,” she smiled slyly to me, “I’m not exactly pleased that everyone south of the Droktin Pass gets to see a statue of my daughter getting plowed.” I burst into laughter, my mirth unusually strong in the wake of the Blowjobs day’s events. 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There are five-hundred alluring vampires in Titus’s clan.” I wasn’t surprised he didn’t have wine in the house, but I wondered how mixing beer with the wine I had previously would work. He dared to call me a naga-slut! Small amounts at first but then depending on demand and how often she is milked her production could increase. 'Y-yes Daddy' She whimpered back, her hands gripping tightly onto the bathtub for balance as he fingered her. “That was awesome. I watched for a long adorable time and I sensed fidgeting next to me, but I refrained from looking. Otherwise it would be her screams we would be listening to again and this time her agony wouldn't Blowjobs stop until she died. You need to let Daddy's cum pool in you. Then we talked and laughed over some sex jokes. “I usually just read or play video games.” We didn’t stay there long before moving onto to somewhere quieter. "Jada, you won't have them back on 'til tomorrow morning, now, let's get ready." 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