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A knife clattered to the stone beside me, and I looked at my hands to see there was blood on them. Satan’s thrashing grew weak, and his face relaxed blondes into surrendered acceptance. He stared sightlessly Big Tits at the beam of light that circled his splayed form, then he stared at nothing at all. I knelt before him, trying to decipher the meaning behind it all. What had Corruption said in the spaces between his words? What had prompted her to kill her father? I looked at the window, frowning as the faces swam past the glass. Satan’s face appeared, that bewildered expression strewn across his portrait. He looked at me, then he faded away to give space for another face. “What’s waiting for her on the other side?” I echoed Satan’s words softly. Joy had died, and I’d seen her face in the window. Satan had died, and I saw his face just after. Was this a window to death? Or was this just the addled memory of an insane thought, twisted into something that never happened? Corruption at least thought it happened, and the memory burned a hole into her realm. But Corruption hadn’t yet been ‘Corruption’ when this memory occurred, had she? Corruption is the filter between Chaos and Guilt. That why there’s no center in Corruption’s realm; she’s a construct of Chaos meant to stop her evolution. She’s an artificial Sentient, which is why her realm is crumbling. I relayed the theory back to my garden, wondering what good it would do for Angela, Tera, Justina, and apparently, now Aunt Lucilla. I would’ve preferred that Aunt Lucilla not have been involved. One way or the other, Aunt Lucilla always got what she wanted, and I doubted she was hinging MILF everything on what I could find here. I stepped beneath the beam of light, and closed my eyes. I let the guilt wash over me again. I punished myself for every misstep, and magnified every mistake until it became the whole of my being, then I stood on Corruption’s level, an open iron door exposing the dead landscape of shattered plateaus and foothills leading to spires. There was a new canyon in Corruption’s realm, running jaggedly though the plateau I had walked upon to get here. I looked up at the dot of white high above me. If feeling Guilt gets me out of Guilt’s realm, than feeling Corruption must get me out of Corruption’s realm, but how doggy style do I feel Corruption? “Well, that’s simple, Diamond.” I said to myself, “If Corruption really is just the filter between Chaos and Guilt, then what is her purpose? To take away the Guilt. And how does Corruption do that? By perverting it.” I closed my eyes. Passion was an old cunt who got what was coming to her. Mom should have tortured her for longer before she killed her. Greed was an opulent slut who didn’t deserve to exist. I should’ve dragged her to Hatred by her cunt hairs. I hope Mom swallows Corruption whole. Talesman brushing off the insult made a wide spiral rotation in the air holding the syringe and with great drama drove the needle deep into the side of her left breast. in and out of my mouth. “You and I can find a place to settle down.” I said softly, “We’ll have to get married by a heathen preacher, since the Maternal Path forbids our love, but I think the Holy Mother can forgive that blasphemy after what I did for her.” I winked at Lucilla, and a heavy tear splashed onto my cheek. “Can’t get it up?” Willowbud asked, eyes twinkling, “Performance anxiety isn’t uncommon, Sister; it’s nothing to be ashamed of.” I am glad we are on the same page. That's what I had waited for. She resumed massaging his cock with her tits, almost bullying it, while her tongue serviced the head. MAKE ME YOUR WENCH,” she says as she is hitting her first big orgasm. Reaching round, Cherri unhooked her bra and threw it to a group of guys at another table, drawing a cheer from those watching. “It's easier and harder,” Allie muttered. And Chloe? As my hard shaft slid root deep into her tight pussy I heard her grunt, then moan. Allison started preparing some fresh summer squash she brought over and made the salad. Benjamin says. While MILF I waited for you, I took a peek into your realm, and saw a very confused-looking young lady calling for you. The doggy style remainder of Anna’s clothes came off next. She put the panties on rolled over on her stomach pushed her ass up and held her breath “my god I may be walking Big Tits funny before the day is over”. How can you help me…and the girls?” “Because you need my permission. The Hosts Despacito She had me sit on a plastic chair in her oversized blondes shower and lubed up the surgical tubing before beginning to insert it down the head of my penis. She knew that she and her mother had not packed any daring clothes since she was going away to study but in only her lingerie with lots of skin exposed it would still look slightly erotic. He shoves his cock into her faster and harder making her scream with the intensity. You watched your uncle and filmed it, then he found out. I could fuck and fuck and fuck. Petranumen answered. She ignored Rita Lynn's request to leave and came over to the vanity beside the tub and picked up Rita Lynn's hair dryer which was plugged in and flipped the switch on and walked over to the tub.