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She nodded to me, and I nodded to her, and we made our way to the ones we loved. Postlude: From the Water FLORA “Please help me, Freydis!” I hissed into the pillow. My knees pressed into the mattress, the sheets wadded and damp between my grinding thighs, my fingers moving behind me, inside me, sullied with my secretion. “Discipline will save you, Your Grace.” Freydis just said, looking out the window of our shanty hut. The golden armor of an Ofanian gleamed resplendently in the moonlight, it’s bearer hovering a block away. Freydis watched her from the edge of the window, obscuring herself behind the curtain, petting her pussy with one hand, and penetrating it with the other. The groceries she’d gotten on her trip lay forgotten on the floor, along with the leather armor and oversized cloak she’d stripped off the moment she’d returned. “I’ll touch you.” I whispered to her, looking ravenously over her busty, muscular body, “I’ll touch you however you want.” “You can watch me, if it helps.” Freydis replied, still looking out the window. “Goddamn it, Freydis!” I growled desperately, my unsatisfying fingers burrowing into my holes. I’d never touched myself anally before, but now I had four fingers back there, and was seriously considering the thumb. I had no such compunctions about my womanhood, which greedily swallowed my other hand to the wrist. “They are looking for me.” Freydis said, studying the winged-warrior, “His Holiness considers me a threat, undoubtedly due to your sister’s testimony. Your paranoia has cost us dearly.” “You were unconscious babe when Julia killed Passion; you didn’t see what she did.” I gasped into the pillow, “If you had, then you’d understand. Even if she’s not an agent of the emperor, she is still too dangerous, and far too volatile.” “I must seek the Bound One out.” “Are you nuts?!” I groaned, my legs quivering from yet another unfulfilling climax. “I have sworn myself to her.” “But you owe yourself to my daughter!” I snapped. Freydis stayed silent, staring out the window. Every time Babes I asked her about Willowbud or Astrid, Freydis would simply ignore me. I knew it meant she was hiding something from me, as she could not tell a lie, but I didn’t have the capacity to press the issue when every thought was interrupted by a grotesque fantasy of Tera. My flesh burned to feel hers, my nethers ached for her tongue, my mouth watered for her taste. My mind was mostly my own, but my body still belonged to her. It was a disturbingly familiar feeling; It wasn’t the first time this had happened. The cathedralic canopy of leaves and branches soared above Tera and me as we raced through the undergrowth of Arbortus. She was taller, faster and stronger, but I was born for the forest. I climbed trees like they were stairs, swung from vines with ease, and sprinted atop branches whose path was barely the width of my heel. Tera tried very hard to shadow my movements, but she was a clumsy beast, and even Sucking Cock at ten, she was already becoming top-heavy at the chest. Her tail was her only asset blowjob when navigating the forest, and it corrected for the awkward footfalls that would’ve sent her careening though the underbrush. I looked over my shoulder, gave my twin sister a teasing wink, then tripped on a root, and staggered forward. Tera took the bait hook, line and sinker. She accelerated, her bronze body turning into a blur of motion, her violet eyes fixed on me. Finally, she would win. Finally, Big Tits she would beat me at my own game. I swear.”

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