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“Oh my god, Furia, fuck me like the filthy slut I am! Fuck me! Fuck me! ” She screamed, her voice joyous and rich with ecstasy, announcing the true acceptance of what she was, of what we’d all become. I fucked her with a fervency, ruining the delicate flower between her legs, splitting her insides boobs until they were convulsing and spasming, and she was trembling in her heated motions, crying out, sounding her ascension with a crescendo of pitch until she harmonized with me at the peak, our bodies locked in the paralysis of ecstasy, our senses overloaded, our minds gone! At pregnant the last moment, I pulled out and burst onto her belly, and she erupted on to me, and we collapsed, the tension cut from us. We gasped for a few minutes, regaining our breath and sanity. I savored the weight of her atop me, the pliant press of her breasts, the fluttering heat of her pussy mouthing hungrily against the underside of my shaft. She rose, her hair curtaining my face, isolating us in the silver light that shined through it. My goddess. She still was. It wasn’t the heat of lust, nor the enormity of the moment that made me feel small. It was her. It was always her. It was her when she was ‘him,’ and I was watching him from my periphery at my guard station, terrified to make eye contact. It was him when the Protaki ambushed our taskforce, and he led us to safety with black blood splattered across his warrior’s mask. It was him when I was a terrified Fingering recruit, showing up at Castle Thorum because I had no other prospects, and he was there with a kind smile and a warm pat on the shoulder. “Thank you for this, Furia.” She whispered on my lips. “No,” I whispered back, “thank you, Adrianna. Thank you everything.” The First Day public "Oof" I grunted, as I took another big, heavy box off the trailer and started to walk it up the driveway. It was a beautiful clear day, and the sun was hot against my skin and at any other time I'd be loving it - but not today. Today was moving day. My partner and I had just decided to make the switch to a smaller rural town as she'd secured a new role with a local company. It was a move we were both looking forward to, given that we had spent the last few years together in the city in a small apartment with me working nearly 100 hours a week and her studying for her degree. At 22 years of age, my partner Samantha was a stunningly beautiful ex gymnast with long brown hair, shapely legs, an amazing butt and double-d breasts. And right now she was laughing at me, hands on hips with that amazing smile spread across her face as I staggered up the driveway holding what felt like half a tonne of her clothes. "It's good for you! Come on, not too far now." "It's alright for you" I grumbled, "You're not the one carrying it!" "Please, this is light for you, or did you forget I've seen your gym videos?" I find the black panties again and open them up. ‘Oh, My God. Now, there has been occasions where I have met women who have been 17 years old and I thought about it HARD, but I have made boobs a great life for myself and I have too much to lose doing that bullshit. When he finally came, which was his third time of the day, it took her over five minutes to recuperate enough to talk. As Jennifer and I finish up, I look at the clock and notice that it’s almost 8 pm. I’ll explain everything once you’ve got control of yourself!” Brock growled, cocking his arm to deal a blow over my shoulder. Turning around I see Anna with the redhead we pregnant shared a bed with. She was now thrusting her Fingering hips against his hand, trying to get him deeper into her cunt. They rolled up their yukatas, put them under their arms and left the room. “Uh-huh,” I said as she arched her back and threw her bottom to the side. I don't even know how long he was standing there. “Yeah babe, the game is over, we lost again” I sighed, then turn off the television and toss my public remote control to the side. “How’s the search for that elusive Rhino family coming?” Pieter Van Zyl standing over my right shoulder asked as I watched the footage from the drone I had sent out. Sunday December 20 Still, I just couldn’t get that last two or three inches. I’m gonna tell the manager not to let that creep back in here. She missed the warm tongue already.