Send Her Off With A Bang

“Are you sure?” I asked, feeling a lump in my throat. What the fuck is going on, Corruption?! “Yes, Night Eyes,” Brandon grinned his wonderful, stupid grin, “I’m sure.” Big Boobs “Don’t call me that.” I whispered, pushing my dress past my ankles. “What?” Brandon asked, tilting his head in confusion. “Night Eyes; that’s not my name,” I said, feeling myself changing, “my name is Willowbud.” I watched Brandon as my masculinity grew from my femininity, engorging with readiness, throbbing vulgarly. He stared at it with fascination, and then smiled a crooked smile at me, and clasped his hand around it. The gasp that came from me was weak and girlish, the way my body bent was seeped in female languidness, but the tool of my lust was a man’s weapon, and my new lover didn’t seem to care what kind of heat I was packing. “This cumshot is, without a doubt,” Brandon chuckled to himself as he stroked me, “the gayest thing I’ve ever done.” “What?” I laughed through a breathy moan, “You never experimented in summer camp?” “I never went to summer camp,” Brandon smiled, his other hand pulling handjob me back onto his body, squishing my throbbing heat between the warmth of our abdomens, “but I did let a woman stick her fingers up my ass once.” “You want to try something bigger?” I smiled into his eyes as our lips brushed. “I don’t think we’re at that stage in our relationship.” Brandon whispered, his hand soft, but firm as it stroked me to new levels of arousal, “Willowbud,” he smiled, “that’s Big Dick a pretty name; does it come with a last one?” “I don’t think we’re at that stage in blowjob our relationship,” I chuckled, eyes half-lidded with lust, my voice seeped in seduction, “maybe you can tell me what you know about Sentients, Brandon; then I’ll tell you my last name.” “Sentients?” Brandon smirked, eyes teasing me, “I don’t believe in fairy tales.” “You know a lot more than you’re saying,” I whispered, my fingers touching his face gently, “I’m beginning to suspect you might be a very dangerous person.” “That’s high praise coming from you,” Brandon whispered back, rolling me over to the side as Astrid and Tera strutted into the room, “but I’m afraid you’ve got the wrong idea about me.” “I’m not fucking stupid, Brandon,” I hissed, my heart thrumming with lust and longing, brimming with Corruption’s desire for me to be with this man, “I know you know something.” “I know all kinds of things.” Brandon smiled, and then took my face in his hand, and kissed me. God, it was good. I felt myself bending to him, molding to him, tilting my head back and sinking into the depths of his lust. His tongue placated my worries, his lips sucked away my doubt, and his hand readied me for the women that approached us, his breath promising nothing but pleasure. BRANDON I pulled from the sweet taste of Willowbud’s lips, and smirked at Tera as she approached me; her gait sultry and slow, her tail trailing in an arc behind her, her violet eyes smirking back, an unspoken joke lingering between us. “So,” Tera smiled, her voice soft and seductive, her fingers wrapping around me as she crouched straight-backed between my legs, “what can Death Kiss do for you, young man?” “Is there anything Death Kiss won’t do for me?” I asked teasingly, caressing her from cheek to chin. “No.” Tera whispered, her snake-like tongue flicking from her purple lips, her violet eyes continuing the conversation (but you know that, don’t you?). “Both of them will do anything I ask,” Willowbud said beside me as Astrid crouched between her mistress’s legs, giving me a look dripping with contempt, “how do you want them?” “I don’t think Angel likes me very much.” I said, smirking into Astrid’s wrathful eyes. As I murmur into her ear “You sign first and then me.” she grows noticeable uncomfortable but leans in and signs the custody papers. Those clothes won’t last much longer, but I can lend her some willies and gloves. The route I was on today took me to a town about 5 miles away, the whole route was Big Dick in a 12 mile loops and bordered the sea. Chapter Nineteen: Mind-Control Delights “She's cumming!” a futa moaned. Sissy said he has a crew here in Big Boobs Palm Beach all ready and will have a boat plus guys on the ground to help take them down, hopefully they will be the ones that kid napped his daughters and they will close their business down for good. "I'm gonna be honest, I'm pretty nervous." he said . My half-sister moaned and lapped my jizz off those big breasts. The look on Sarah's face changed as she realized what Faith was offering “What if I handjob said to you that I would love to show you what it could really be like. How are you feeling? "Skinny dipping in broad daylight, now I know I made the right call." blowjob he said with a laugh. The bound woman gasped. “Just some relaxing.” Alistair: "From the same section as Michael? She strutted around me, assessing me. I felt like an idiot being the only girl wearing clothing, so I pulled off my habit, and kicked off my slippers. Seeing them do that and knowing that the cane was about to cumshot come whizzing down and inflict pain on my pussy in a couple of seconds was not a nice feeling; although it was a bit arousing. Lysera winced and glanced away from the victorious Isiri as the redheads incessant and unrelenting noise peaked suddenly, a sharp cry ringing out as the fiery young Isiri forced the head of her pre-lubed cock into the humans tight and likely virgin ass. She was out.