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“No, Your Holiness,” I said, still prostrating myself, “we are sworn devotees and protectors of the Devine Trinity. Our patron god is the Earth Former, or, matron god, in your case, and-” “What’s your name?” she interrupted again. “Astrid.” I responded. “Well, Astrid,” the girl said, making a sharp piece of the obsidian slab curl from its geometric form, and reach into the cart to cut her binds free, “you’re going to pretend you didn’t see me, then you’re going to fly off back to your mountain and never oral tell a soul. Your god commands it.” The rejection stung me to the core, and it took all the resolve within me not to burst into tears. Of shaved course, she doesn’t want you! I thought, She’d be a fool to take a petite protector who was captured so easily. The goddess cut my binds, and awkwardly pushed up on my chest as my legs swung below me, until my feet landed on the front door of the cage. She turned away, and a hand of black rock reached into the cart, and ripped the bars from the studs. She stepped out onto the sand, and I followed behind her, keeping my head bowed in reverence, even though I stood a good foot taller than her. The nymph looked in one direction, then the other, seeing nothing but sand for miles and miles. She put her hands on her hips and let out a sigh. “On second thought, Astrid,” the young god said, “I think I might need you.” WILLOWBUD Astrid was six-feet of Nordic perfection. Her statuesque frame was encased in tight-fitting leather armor that expanded at the immense protrusion of her bust, narrowed through cumshot the flat stretch of her abdomen, widened at her hips, cupped tightly to the supple form of her ass, and then narrowed into legs that went on forever. Her skin was pale with a touch of color, her hair was a cold-blonde braided intricately about her crown, and her eyes were steely blue. Her face was structured with high cheekbones, a cut jawline, a subtly-pronounced brow, and a pointed nose whose bridge drew seamlessly into her forehead. Her stoic portrait was decorated with lush, frowning lips, a thin scar that lined a taught cheek, and piercing eyes that seemed to stare with constant defiance from their shadowed sockets. And she thought I was the god! small I know I’m pretty, I’m not an idiot, but this woman… this woman looked like a fucking marble statue. Like, this is the kind of broad you’d see carved into the bow of a warship. I tits felt like a violin solo should be constantly following this woman. Oh, and I forgot to mention, she had a set of fucking angel-wings that spanned seven feet in either direction. “What would you have of me, Your Holiness?” she asked, her annoying devotion brimming from her face. “Well, first thing,” I said, “is to call me by my name, Willowbud.” I held out a hand, and she looked at it for a moment, then got to one knee, bowed her head, and kissed my knuckle as though there was a ring there. I rolled my eyes. “Shake it, Astrid,” I groaned, “it’s not your mother’s cunt.” Astrid started in shock, and I grinned internally. I had spent my childhood aboard vessels with the foulest of sailors, in bars with dock workers, in brothels with whores, and the past year jumping from caravan to caravan. I smiled then told him that I wanted one of today’s recordings. Her fingers smashing into Lilly’s breast and both twins let out an ouch in unison. “Amazing. “Must have.” He replied, hoping she believed it. Slipping them off she grabs one by the back, holding the heel like a handle, and moves it under the skirt. Lunch was a quick affair. Is that true?” Shari asked as she continued to jack my prick. “Tell mommy what you want, baby,” she said. Just do what you can, and that will be great.” True the rest of the other drummers shaved were male thankfully, and they were as focused petite as I was on the music. The other was playing with her tits. “Some people have to breed out tits of the family,” Mom said. Meat need never be afraid”. Reed was slipping onto the bed! “You are such a wanton whore, Mrs. Kang,” I growled and smacked her ass hard. "What do ya say, we hit the theatre room for a toke session, boys?" I couldn't hold back any longer. “Hey folks, Tanya’s about to cum, who wants to come and watch?” Tori was going crazy, her hips were moving faster as her pussy desperately searched for his tongue to let her cum. Wrapping his hands around me, he pulled me into him with one last thrust. Squatting down to have a pee like that reminded me of the time that Jon told me to do that one time oral when we were out walking. Stay strong; it’s only pain. Sneaky" she said. And don't worry: I will advise you and of course: inspirations are welcome; this client likes good ideas. Her eyes grew wide in surprise at my bluntness but she recovered quickly, she grinned impishly, “You’re too late, at least about the virginal part but you always make me feel safe.” JoAnne looked directly into the camera; my eyes locked on hers as she said softly “Do you really want to leave? small I cleaned her up then started to work on her. Malus was tighter cumshot than any human he'd had before, let alone a Druchii.