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He just grinned back. “Everyone keeps telling me that,” he winked, “and yet, I somehow manage to get inside every single one of them. Hey Julia,” he called over his shoulder, “you want to smell my knuckles? They smell like,” he eyed me as he took a dramatic whiff, “royalty.” “Oh, fuck you, peasant.” I giggled as Julia laughed from her lounging position, amateur Willowbud chuckling atop her. Brandon gave his lighter a few more frustrated flicks, then offered Julia a needful glance, and the roll ignited in his mouth. He grinned at me through a skunky cloud. “How about that? The first joint project between the Heat Bringer and the Life Giver is literally, well…” he passed me the joint, and I took a deep inhale, before hacking out a lung. “Holy (cough) shit!” I sputtered, “What in the (cough) fuck did you…” I trailed off as the warm bliss gained purchase in my mind, and a goofy grin peeled across my face. “It’s my own strain,” Brandon grinned, eyes redder than Julia’s hair, “I’ve been perfecting it for weeks. This, tits Your Highness, will be my great legacy. Trenok has the Garden Tower, Dawnbark has Arbortus, Rayson has the Walking Oasis, and I have this: Towerhead Chronic.” “Truly, your achievement dwarfs all that came before it,” I said with a wheezy voice as I took another puff, “but why would you name anything after that shithole?” “Why does everyone call it that?” Brandon big sighed, shaking his head. “Don’t they see the small-town charm?” “It’s a blowjob destitute shithole one drought away from being abandoned.” I countered, passing the joint, “I felt like I was going to be raped or stabbed every time I crossed the one street there was.” “Ah, home sweet home.” Brandon said unironically, cherry burning between his lips. He glanced over his arm of the couch, the edge of which was in line with a vertigo-inducing, five-hundred-foot drop. He didn’t seem to mind, but I was content with staying where I was, away from the precipice. “They don’t even know my name yet,” he mused, looking at the crowd, “but they call for me. Why do they think that I want to be worshipped?” “Do you want to be worshipped?” I asked, both to Brandon, and partly to myself. I’d been called ‘Your Highness’ or ‘Your Grace’ for most Hardcore of my life, but I was always a royal afterthought, regulated to “managing” an estate; I’d been spoiled, but never revered. I didn’t know how to feel about people worshipping me for being the ‘Bound One.’ “I wouldn’t mind them sending their virgin daughters up here,” Brandon chuckled, easing back, “but I honestly hate the attention. I never was good with people.” Brandon’s bloodshot eyes grew distant for a moment, “I never had any friends in Towerhead; not real friends, anyway. I was clueless with women, bad at sports, Brunette and terrible at school, so I didn’t even fit-in with the nerds. If I didn’t have Angela, I would’ve had no one. God knows what would’ve happened if I never went to Tera’s; I’d probably still be in my bed, jerking my frustration into a stiff sock.” “You have such a way with words,” I swooned with a giggle, “how did the maidens of Towerhead ever resist you?” Brandon offered another retaliatory sniff of his knuckles, and I only giggled more. I liked him. He was as down to earth as he was salt of the earth, and had the potential for humble greatness; the perfect Life Giver, if there ever was one. I was wondering who make cum on my shoes and my underwear you was you Ted?? “What are you going to do?” PLATO said nervously. "Grandpa," I whispered, "fuck my pussy hard and fast, I want to feel your cum hit the walls of my pussy as I orgasm." Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. It wouldn't take long before she had a lot of men and teenage boys following her. His fat eight inch cock filled her mouth and she could taste his pre-cum. You know me, I don’t judge. As soon as I was ready I turned the speed up and repeated my exercise. For those few hours, everything was a blur. Owwwwww...the knot went in and I shot another load as he started to fuck me harder. We could hear the glass shattering as it broke open. Her hands travel up my abs, giving my pecks a squeeze before moving north. He was concerned about aging alone. A dye is also dripped into my eyes, which alters my irises from the deep purple Brunette shade I’m so proud of to a modest, but human, hazel color. “Julia is Tiffany’s daughter to be, and must bear the trials of initiation. I cleaned everything and put the trimmer away. She felt her mind surround tits with a warm glow, pure love, and joy. I was breathing deep and trying to clear my head. Alex bit his lip, looking down for a moment, “What… Whats her name?” She looked at her brother in shock, realizing what she had done, but she couldn't take it back as the long shaft was already making its way deep inside her crevice. Then as she stood up a strong jet of water hit her full in the chest and big splashed all over Mona making her top cling to her skin. She loved it, so I gave those same couple amateur inches to her again, and again, and again. “Sure, you know I’ll be here for you and I’ll help you both out with anything you need,” I declared. My body felt like it was about to explode. He crept across the street unnoticed in his dark clothing. She yelped, but was so aroused, her blowjob yelp transformed into moan of pleasure almost at once. “This is hard to believe,” Thia said. “Yes I do, and the man told me that they’ll start on our bedroom first and there’s something that I want you to do for me?” They now added taking off of their dresses and panties in his sight. Being inexperienced when we married, Jake taught me what he knew. Thinking I could just do shit like that. In fact, what he had me do was he would tell me when he was starting to cum and then when the first Hardcore spurt splashed out, he had me pull my fingers out really fast. “Fuck, no knickers.” We all heard you yesterday." It seemed that she had tried desperately to get the results Father wanted, but of course, the results never came. She held her hand at the base and squeezed gently. I loved that about Jordan. And... Mommy popped her mouth off my nipple. (Our aunt asks you.