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“We’ll stay until sunset.” Justina whispered, her voice thick with tears, “If you’re not back before then, we’re leaving you, Angela.” “That’s a resounding vote of confidence.” I laughed humorlessly, trying to hide my fear. “Good luck.” Tera whispered, and threw her arms around me. Justina wrapped her arms in turn, and I was encased in their sensual warmth. It didn’t seduce me, but invigorated me, reassured me. I shared a parting kiss with both women, then marched toward the door. “…if Freydis Skyborne is headed for Iona, then my scouts will find her.” Bianca was saying to Brandon, “They’ll inform her of the new development. We’ll need Iona on our side if Julia is truly lost.” “Arbortus should be a good place to base ourselves out of.” Brandon mused, “If I can fix the womb, then I can bring the nymphs back. They’ll swear themselves to me, and that should swell our numbers.” “Are we going to war, Your Holiness?” Bianca asked. “I don’t know, Bianca.” Brandon sighed, “I’m just preparing for the worst.” “You’re just a coward.” I snapped at him. Brandon inclined his head toward me. “I’m sorry about your mother, but I can’t save her.” Brandon looked incredibly defeated. “What about Willowbud, huh?” I growled, “Are you just going to abandon her without a word?” I couldn’t believe I was actually standing up for the cunt. “You can see what’s in her, Diamond. What the hell would you do?” Brandon asked. His voice bore no anger; it was like he was asking for advice. “Stay with her, Brandon. If you can’t stay with her, then why should anyone stay with you?” Then I grabbed my brother by the collar, and forced his face against mine. His mouth opened in surprise, Hardcore and I drove my tongue into it. I reached behind him, and pressed his body into the curves of mine, feeling his heart thunder against my own, his legs interlock with mine, his crotch grow stiff against my rubbing pelvis. He kissed me back, his shocked tongue finding its bearing in my mouth, his lips finding their seal against my own. His stubble was coarse against my cheek, his breath was hot in my mouth, his hands were firm against my back, against my ass, squeezing, pressing, pulling me closer to him. My eyelids fell in the pure bliss of the moment, and in that moment, everything was perfect. Time stood still in the space between humming breaths and smacking lips, then I pulled away, and ran as fast Big Tits as I could. It wasn’t fear, or awkwardness, but exhilaration that propelled me. My heart was as light as a feather, and my sprint turned to a skip as I rounded the corner. LUCILLA I had wondered why the usually-busy steps of The Pussy Palace were vacant when we arrived, and now I knew. The scene that played out before me was oddly familiar. It was like my mind had taken my memory, and twisted into a waking nightmare. It was oddly reminiscent of the orgy I’d been greeted to in my father’s keep, but calling what I saw before me an ‘orgy’ hardly did it justice; it was industrial-level rape. Every whore in Willowbud’s brothel had every hole forcefully filled. Their sporadic screams and wails interrupted the steady hum of muffled sucks and exaltations, all laid over a polyrhythm of slapping flesh. Crimson light bathed the rows of violated women, catching the droplets of sweat that ran like dew down their exerted bodies, and glistened blood-red from their flesh. Some of their eyes were wide, stuck in an expression of perpetual shock of what was being done to them; some of their eyes were rolled back in a fugue state of hedonistic surrender; and some of their eyes were closed in bliss, succumbed to the manhandling they were receiving. All around, the Breytans watched implacably, cracking an occasional whip, but mostly just standing cross-armed. For many of them, this would be their introduction to sex, but the samurai didn’t show their shock or horror if they felt it. Waiting at the perimeter of the atrium, were men stroking themselves. In the dim candlelight, the figures were but shadows with glinting eyes, making their silhouettes oddly demonic. My eyes ran to the front of the atrium, where Julia stood before a squatting Jade Tao. Both their robes were slit from the waist down, front and back, and while Julia was exposing her front for Jade to consume, Jade was exposing her ample back for everyone else to see. I’m pretty sure it wasn’t the shit bag who was in it tonight,” Dad asks and I smile. Which was kind of freaky when I start to think about it. The sun baked me like a sizzling barbecue. They could fuck her to death if she didn't try her best and she knew it. “Carson, huh?” I asked. She didn’t need telling what to do. My asshole clenched about her tongue. It seems to want to stay beneath her jumpsuit. As I remove my cock from Amy, I get up and head to the bathroom to take a quick shower to take the smell of sex off of me. He tapped his skull. I’m surprised Finn and Josh didn’t thank the guy. “I will,” Caci said softly. He especially liked the part where Jeff was going to shoot his wad in both their mouths . . . But, I do leak my juices generously and that is visible now. Ashley’s cunt was really milking my cock. Not entirely, I've done some things, but not that.” he tells her quietly. Gina screamed but all that came out was a muffled sound. Maybe I could wear it with a short, thin tank top; maybe a see-through one with the ‘suspenders’ covering my nipples when it was necessary. Deb's pussy was throbbing open and closed, and her ass was burning along with her breasts and nipples. Was it possible that the bitch queen was still alive? I shrugged. Big Tits We went to bed early that night so we could spend a little more time on the video session. Who knows? Her round ass nearly exposed by Hardcore her short skirt as she bent over the table.