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“No,” Brandon chuckled, sliding his hand down the subtle lines of my abdomen, “your cock doesn’t bother me. Actually, since the ratio for our little lovefest is kind of big ass skewed, I was wondering if you’d whip it Latina out.” “Are you sure?” I asked, feeling a lump in my throat. What the fuck is going on, Corruption?! “Yes, Night Eyes,” Brandon grinned his wonderful, stupid grin, “I’m sure.” “Don’t call me that.” I whispered, pushing my dress past my ankles. “What?” Brandon asked, tilting his head in confusion. “Night Eyes; that’s not my name,” I said, feeling myself changing, “my name is Willowbud.” I watched Brandon as my masculinity grew from my femininity, engorging with readiness, throbbing vulgarly. He Hot Fucking stared at it with fascination, and then smiled a crooked smile at me, and clasped his hand around it. The gasp that came from me was weak and girlish, the way my body bent was seeped in female languidness, but the tool of my lust was a man’s weapon, and my new lover didn’t seem to care what kind of heat I was packing. “This is, without a doubt,” Brandon chuckled to himself as he stroked me, “the gayest thing I’ve ever done.” “What?” I laughed through a breathy moan, “You never experimented in summer camp?” “I never went to summer camp,” brazilian Brandon smiled, his other hand pulling me back onto his body, squishing my throbbing heat between the warmth of our abdomens, “but I did let a woman stick her fingers up my ass once.” “You want to try something bigger?” I smiled into his eyes as our lips brushed. “I don’t think we’re at that stage in our relationship.” Brandon whispered, his hand soft, but firm as it stroked me to new levels of arousal, “Willowbud,” he smiled, “that’s a pretty name; does it come with a last one?” “I don’t think we’re at that stage in our relationship,” I chuckled, eyes half-lidded with lust, my voice seeped in seduction, “maybe you can tell me what you know about Sentients, Brandon; then I’ll tell you my last name.” “Sentients?” Brandon smirked, eyes teasing me, “I don’t believe in fairy tales.” “You know a lot more than you’re saying,” I whispered, my fingers touching his face gently, “I’m beginning to suspect you might be a very dangerous person.” “That’s high praise coming from you,” Brandon whispered back, rolling me over to the side as Astrid and Tera strutted into the room, “but I’m afraid you’ve got the wrong idea about me.” “I’m not fucking stupid, Brandon,” I hissed, my heart thrumming with lust and longing, brimming with Corruption’s Hardcore desire for me to be with this man, “I know you know something.” “I know all kinds of things.” Brandon smiled, and then took my face in his hand, and kissed me. God, it was good. I felt myself bending to him, molding to him, tilting my head back and sinking into the depths of his lust. His tongue placated my worries, his lips sucked away my doubt, and his hand readied me for the women that approached us, his breath promising nothing but pleasure. BRANDON I pulled from the sweet taste of Willowbud’s lips, and smirked at Tera as she approached me; her gait sultry and slow, her tail trailing in an arc behind her, her violet eyes smirking assparade back, an unspoken joke lingering between us. “So,” Tera smiled, her voice soft and seductive, her fingers wrapping around me as she crouched straight-backed between my legs, “what can Death Kiss do for you, young man?” “Is there anything Death Kiss won’t do for me?” I asked teasingly, caressing her from cheek to chin. “No.” Tera whispered, her snake-like tongue flicking from her purple lips, her violet eyes continuing the conversation (but you know that, don’t you?). “Both of them will do anything I ask,” Willowbud said beside me as Astrid crouched between her mistress’s legs, giving me a look dripping with contempt, “how do you want them?” “I don’t think Angel likes me very much.” I said, smirking into Astrid’s wrathful eyes. Tera gave me a small flick on the balls, not enough to hurt, but enough to get my attention. She leveled me with a purposeful stare, and shook her head subtly. ‘Don’t fuck with her, Brandon,’ was the unspoken message. I nodded with equal subtlety, but I’d already said all Willowbud needed to hear. “No, she doesn’t,” Willowbud chuckled, tousling Astrid’s braids playfully, “she’s being so rude to my guest. Astrid, switch places with Tera; I’d like you and Brandon to settle your differences.” It started with just 1 happy girl but as she walked around the boat other girls followed, including Dani, Wren and me. “Are you ready for a race?” the emcee asked the audience. BROCK She shuddered and nodded. “Why don’t you take Hot Fucking your cock out and let Shari see it in all it’s glory?” my wife asked. You in?” She’s SO in control of the situation. You have to download the App but that’s easy. The guys followed her to a table where an officer was waiting, she presented the I.D. You're my little girl.” I couldn't see anything but a smearing after blur. You could see Sara on the other side of the room working on her own homework. Jeff had returned to the stall with the rest of the family as soon as he had helped guide Rex's cock into Anna's ass. Carson, Ben, and Danny, where my three closest friends, although we hadn’t seen each other much in the last few months, not since we graduated college and all started working. I was to easy I came within seconds I could hear Hardcore flick drinking the jucies squirting out of me I looked back at Flick trying to control my breaths I explained to her ive had orgasm after orgasm from both myself and brazilian other guys but nothing this powerful she just explained that it’s a girl thing well I know for sure I am definitely liking this girl thing that shes speaking of. “Confused, aren’t you?”, Jane asked her, smiling, “well, Ashley Kennedy, maybe this will jog your memory. But good news though honey. We pulled into a little old warehouse which had been converted into garaging, office/workspace & living quarters on the top floor, whilst we waited for the seamstress to arrive we took my overnight bag upstairs, Cindy opened a assparade bottle of champagne & we sat drinking & chatting whilst we waited. “That’s what you say, but you seemed to fall right into being a woman last night.” Forty minutes later Lilly walked in and joined us she said traffic was terrible we just laughed. After the water stopped, she went to her room, I assumed to bed. When his erection pressed into the crevice of her butt her breath stuttered. A sharp tingle surged from between her legs and she arched her back reflexively. It was after midnight and the place was as foreboding as ever. It had been taxing on my spine and unsatisfying because I wanted to suck the whole thing. I finally heard him tell her to shut up and leave him alone as he has work to do. ” I cried back, feeling the orgasm churning in my depths, building like a torrent pressing against a dam, with cracks forming in the concrete. Sipping big ass two fingers into her quivering asshole, I nibbled at her clit with my lips, then nipping with my teeth to torment the firm little bit of flesh Latina into a heightened state of arousal. She gladly accepted Frank's now slick member from Vanessa, and admired it for a moment.