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Nate’s lean, muscular back flexed as he split the final log upon the pigtails stump. He groaned, stretched broadly, and wiped the sweat from his brow. The door shut behind me, and Nate turned around. He met my narrowed eyes with a scowl, hacked phlegm, and spat it into the dirt. I felt the heat playing gleefully just beneath my flesh, burning behind my eyes, cajoling me to just… kill the little turd. My years spent teasing in the convent served me well when fury threatened to overtake rationality, and I took three calming breaths through my nose. “Good morning, Nate.” I said. He snorted his derision, and my fingers curled to balls. Easy, Julia. Find peace in small tits the Mother, find forgiveness within her mercy. “Diamond told me what happened last night.” I continued, keeping my voice level. He snorted again, this time adding a sneer to his response. Careful Julia, careful. Just because you’re a killer now, doesn’t mean you need to roast everyone you don’t like, or hate. Nate turned around, his expression telling me he didn’t think I was worth the time of day. He took a deep pull from his water skin, rolled his head about his shoulders, then stepped atop the chopping stump, dropped his pants, and took a piss. I got his message loud and clear, but I couldn’t help but turn his insult into an opportunity. I strolled over to him, smiling companionably as he frowned over his shoulder. I stood beside him, whipped out my cock, and pissed into his growing puddle. I whistled a whimsical tune as I heard his stream dribble out, then nonchalantly glanced to my side, and gave his manhood a headshaking smirk. My eyes rolled to his, and I saw the sweet combination of disgust, confusion and intimidation contort his face. “I guess we can’t all be blessed,” I smiled, wagging my tool teasingly, “but don’t feel too bad; I’m sure it’s just cold this morning. Here, let me help you out.” And with that, my stream of piss turned into a torrent of molten flame, igniting the ground before us. Nate stumbled backward, falling off the stump and onto his ass, horror the only expression on his face now. I gave him a look of innocent confusion, and turned around as if to ask what was wrong, my stream of infernal urine rotating with me, nearing facial Nate’s splayed body. homemade He screamed, scrambled to his feet as best he could with his pants around his ankles, and hopped back to Towerhead, his bare (and admittedly well-shaped) ass jiggling behind him. I watched him go as my stream sputtered out, leaving blackened earth that smelled strongly of ammonia. I stepped away from my steaming waste, and took a deep breath of the dewy dawn air. Across vast golden fields, the violet light of dawn silhouetted the points of spires in the distance. Deal?” It's been driving me wild all day at school. The fucking was by mother's direction. "Can I have one of those?" John took a few steps and stood in front of the door. “I’m just glad I was in the storeroom getting some equipment when I facial heard the commotion. Picking up where we left off in Chapter 1 . . . "Well, thank you, sir. He had not rubbing himself before going in. He began to slowly work his way deeper. Slurping and sucking on his cock. She now says “Now Daniel, I took over this job from you for the biggest part, I think it's only fair if you clean-up my little sex-slave”. All they could do was swallow their pride and lower their heads. "Well, I know it's not easy," Liz started saying to her son "growing up here on the farm, being homeschooled, not knowing or having any interactions with kids your own age. One attempt to move my hands told me that I had been handcuffed. The headset was tight on her, her lips stretched around the cock homemade shaped gag filling her teasing mouth as another helping of chemicals hormones and artificial cum were pumped and eagerly swallowed, feeding her freshly grown 32D breasts. After l had been for a shower l woke Steph and she had a massive hangover and stayed in the tent while me and Beth went for breakfast the café did picnic’s so l got one to take to the beach. She is literally a twig. I tossed my head, whimpering and groaning in delight. What do you say?” The ringtone was not Mollie’s nor her parent’s, but a jarring sound, signaling it was work calling. The other natives who had been observing pigtails the scene were now standing, the loin cloths removed and they were all stroking their large, hard cocks. I got out and slowly walked with her up to the door. “What are we going to do?” Vic asks morosely. Why wouldn’t you think he’s my attorney?” small tits