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I knew I had to get to Drastin before Sister Julia did!” “Why?” My fingers pressed against the ribbed spot within her, grinding mercilessly as the thumb danced expertly over her clit, engorging the feminine organ to a red bead. Flora began bucking her hips, seeming to throw a tantrum in her lust, unable to cope with the Big Boobs pleasure that was taking her, that was coercing words she didn’t want to speak. “I’ll only tell Willowbud!” Flora screamed, “You won’t get a word from me, you slut!” “Oh, I will, sister.” I hissed, my snake’s tongue slithering from my lips, “Your tongue was always meant for talk, after all; that’s why they made you a matriarch. Do you want to see what my tongue can do? I know you’re curious; I can feel just how curious you are down here.” I dipped my face into Flora’s crotch, parting her trembling legs with my withdrawing hand. My upper lip wrapped around her clit as my tongue pushed through her flushed labia, tasting the oozing need that wetted her. She was delicious. Flora’s voice sung above me as she thrashed and squealed, her legs locking together around my head, trying to decapitate me in her passion. Back and forth, back and forth; my tongue ran the length of her ceiling, long enough to touch her cervix before coming back to her ribbed button, and pressing, prodding, flicking, finding the combination that would unlock her. My sullied fingers trialed down my sister’s taint, still wet with her secretion, and found her sinful aperture. Flora screamed her objection, and I penetrated her with two fingers, causing her head to fling back, causing her pelvis to shoot forward, her body betraying her, gratefully dancing for my vile favor. In and out, in and out. I exited her anus with each pull, and then pressed my fingertips to her twitching rim, and pushed in again, making her feel the penetration Hardcore over and over, overloading the nerves that sealed her exit. My tongue tasted her surrender, my lips kissed her defeat. She shuddered, bucked her hips, screamed, and came. She came in a rectum-convulsing, pussy-spasming torrent of release that flooded my mouth with her gratitude, and trapped my fingers in her coiling embrace. She exalted like I’d just shown her heaven, and I wondered how long it had been since Flora had last felt release. Judging by the violence of her reaction, I’d say it must have been years. “Truth be told, sister,” I said, greedily lapping what had sprayed from her, “I’d always wanted you too. Now, where were we?” “You were asking me about Sister Julia, Master.” Flora said, her voice dripping with thanks, her eyes my violet, “You wanted to know why I wanted to get here first.” “Go on.” I said, sucking her ass off my fingers. “Sister Julia is a devil clothed in piety,” Flora said, “a murderer, a deceiver, and an agent of the emperor.” “Agent of the emperor?” I asked incredulously, “Didn’t she kill his daughter?” “She bound with his daughter!” Flora smiled, beckoning me to touch her more, “The emperor spun his lies, and the matriarchs wanted to believe them so badly, that we willingly trapped ourselves in his web. We let our guard down, and the Heat Bringer passed through our borders unmolested. She seduced Passion, mated with her, and once Passion had provided an offspring that could survive outside the womb, Julia killed her.” As I reflected on all the things that had happened so far this summer, a pang of guilt washed over me. I’d just given Alan a blowjob—not to mention how I’d flaunted my boobs in that revealing halter and let Hardcore Alan grope them in front of the group. I couldn’t complain.. “Wow, papi, your dick is huge!” She was the slowest of our performers so far and the small female could see it clearly displayed on our big panel. “How about Friday? By the time I make my way to the Stuffed Pussy on Tuesday, I am convinced that there will be some change, or new device like the mechanical bull designed to make me suffer. “Do you think you can manage to not kill him?” Murph asked. Realizing that she orgasmed, she felt both of them start to fuck her without restraint, thrusting into both of her holes at once. My pussy shivers at being so cruelly dismissed. After about any hour there was a slight knock at my door. She rolled over on the wedge pillow so her ass was in the air and just right for him. Tom pushed again with his finger and lifted Bill to his tiptoes. Okay, it’s the one place I can’t avoid wearing tight clothing, but it’s not that there’s a problem with guys trying to pick us up the moment I venture out in public. Emily said almost laughing. My wife straddled Leann, grinding a blonde Big Boobs bush on the futa's hard cock. Ron doesn’t avoid starting Amy up and down. Genevieve pressed her shaved twat down onto my cock while I stared at my mother's mature depths. He looked around the simply-furnished room: a bed, a dresser with a mirror, a nightstand, a chair.