Dildo pleasures in the Ass from Antonia and Brandy Smile

“Angela is just the insane half of your daughter,” Astrid said grumpily, “and being clairvoyant doesn’t mean you can act upon what blonde you see.” I might’ve told Astrid the truth, if I didn’t think she’d deliver it right to Willowbud the moment our mistress put the pressure on. Instead, I bit my tongue. “Maybe I should become the woman Mistress wants me to be,” Astrid whispered, “why should I keep clinging to my oaths, when they give me nothing but heartache and pain?” “Because they’re who you are,” I said, touching her knee, “don’t let Corruption take that away from you.” “Mistress doesn’t love who I am,” Astrid whimpered, tears filming her eyes, “I need to be someone else.” “Do you love Mistress, or Willowbud?” I asked pointedly, “Because they are not the same.” Astrid worked her mouth, her lip trembling, a single tear staining her flushed cheek. She wiped it away, and smiled up at me. “Willowbud,” Astrid whispered, the name seemingly reverent on her tongue, “I love Willowbud.” “And she loves you,” I said consolingly, rubbing my hand along her thigh, keeping my seduction from my touch, “she’s still in there, somewhere, waiting to come out. Don’t lose hope, Astrid. If you lose hope, then you’ll lose her; you’re the only one who can save her.” Astrid nodded, her expression brightening, her posture straightening. She wiped the remnants of grief from her face, and went back to sharpening her blade, grinding stone to metal with renewed vigor. “ I hope you’re date’s going just great, Brandon, ” I thought to The Life Giver, “ Because of you, I have to play therapist before a fucking gladiatorial match. ” Brandon didn’t respond; he’d pulled out his earring. WILLOWBUD I guessed Brandon was handsome. He was blonde haired, pale-skinned, freckled, had good bone Lesbian structure, muscle in the right places, oddly-familiar blue eyes, but there wasn’t anything specific that I could point to and say, “that’s why I’m dating him.” I was just… drawn to him, or rather, Corruption was. It was an intriguing mystery, but I wasn’t one to question my desires. Corruption’s meld meant that I did as I pleased, without worrying about dildo consequences. I wanted Brandon, so I’d taken him. It was obvious that he wanted me, and why wouldn’t he? I’d made myself all nice and pretty for him, and my white-sheened lipstick screamed ‘I suck dick.’ “There they are.” I smiled Brunette as Astrid and Tera climbed from the dugout to the roar of the crowd. Astrid marched across the field like a woman on a mission, Tera barely keeping up behind her. Across the arena, seven heavily-armed and armored orcs stood in an inverted crescent, undoubtedly trying to mitigate Astrid’s ability to hit them one at a time. Behind the crescent, stood a massive, twelve-foot troll. The bigger they are… “Have you ever killed a man?” I asked Brandon, my head resting on Big Tits his shoulder, my hand resting on his thigh. “That’s an interesting conversation-starter.” Brandon smirked down at me. “I think it is.” I smiled back. “No,” Brandon said, pulling me closer into the crook of his arm, “but I guess that makes one of us.” “Does it bother you that I’m a murderer?” I asked him, not sure why I liked the feeling of his protective arm around me; I never needed, nor wanted a protector before. “If it did, then I wouldn’t have come here.” Brandon replied, soft, blue eyes staring affectionately down at me. There was an innocence behind those eyes, but not a vulnerability. He wasn’t a part of the violent, ruthless world I was, but he wasn’t weak. What is it about him? “Who are you, really?” I asked, unable to keep myself from staring up at him with puppy-eyes. It would have been embarrassing, if I could feel embarrassment. “Oh, Ok good. I leaned over kissing her lips, she was speaking, her lips were not closed, so I slipped my tongue inside blonde her mouth touching her tongue. "I did at first...getting cut in half fucking hurt! With that she turned Big Tits to her side and I Brunette was left stunned. Being tied down scares me. It scares me, Adam. What a nice name. He then held the straps of her bra in his fingers, tugging them loose. When he was done he collapsed on the bed beside her. Though they have made no aggressive moves I don't want to leave anything to chance." She stared up at Tera with begging eyes, her body arching from the cross, pleading desperately for more. I let out a long exhale, my lips fluttering from the force. “Ooh, I love you, Henry. Lesbian “Cum for me baby, cum, cum, cum.” “That’s the idea Lolita; that’s what you want isn’t it?” “I guess I’m just a masochist.” Prestira chuckled softly. Her eyes were almost pleading and I couldn't understand why. I suppose, in a way, I have.” She groaned as her sister feasted. Ephus told the dildo both of them, drawing the first smile from them. Ashley ignored Madison’s teasing.