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I’d thought it might be gone after the alcohol had worn off, but no; I was still very attracted to Brock Terdini. It galled me that a strong-willed woman such as myself would be so sexually submissive, but I guessed it was just a lack of confidence. Confidence would come with more experience, but until then, I’d be the pathetic slut on my knees, begging for it. Well, that was fine; more than fine. Brock saluted to me, then turned the salute into a blown kiss. I caught the metaphorical lips, and brought them to my crotch with a smirk. He laughed, then kicked his heels into the bull’s flank, and raced to the front of the column. Zander nodded toward me as he trotted away, and Yavara waved, her neck craning to see me until she was gone. “Why so morose?” Prestira asked, stepping beside me, “We’ll see them in a week.” “Is that how it’s going to be now?” I dried my eyes, “A conjugal visit of a day, then a week of separation?” “Not separation.” Patricia said from my other side, “Prestira and I can talk to Mom from any distance.” The vampire looked at me side-eyed through her veil, “Apparently, Brock is currently saying some very interesting things about you.” I sniffled. “He’s got a big beak and he likes to squawk, doesn’t he? Well, my little birdies like to chirp as well, and they told me some very interesting things about our ultra-alpha, hyper-heterosexual Froktora.” Patricia looked at me curiosity. “Oh? And what fetish manner of bird are you? A parrot, perhaps?” I zipped my fingers over my lips. Prestira snorted. “Brock likes to have his ass eaten, so what?” “Get out of my head, witch!” She gave me an apologetic smile. “I thought it would be spicier gossip than that. Everyone likes to get their star polished.” close up Prestira blonde leered at me, “Even if they pretend otherwise at first. You’ve changed quite a bit since we last met, Elena Straltaira. What an adaptable little bird you are.” I smirked at Prestira. “Well, the next time Brock and I get drunk, I’ll make sure to wear my brown lipstick. With a few well-plied words, a promise of secrecy, and a bottle of lube, we’ll see just how… adaptable Big Boobs he is.” “Bold words, Elena.” Prestira chuckled, pulling the reigns of her horse, “Now gather your flock; we have to go.” We rode single file down old Alkandran paths, those that very few ranger scouts knew of. I guessed that the bulk of Castle Thorum’s contingent would be shadowing the tribes, but Adarian had trained me to caution, so we rode in silence. The sounds of the river disappeared as we left the Gorge, and my keen eyes and keener ears listened for any irregularities in the ambiance of the woods. The hair on Solo the back of my neck began to creep up. I paused, holding out my hand. “What?” Prestira asked. ‘Ya, life was good sometimes,’ he decided. Now she was a girl in the midst of animalistic throws. I tried to follow him, tried to grab him and make him listen, but he was quickly firing up his engine and peeling out of my driveway. What must our sex life have been? With her charms in place, the pleasure Link felt was extraordinary, and soon, to her utter joy, the princess was tasting fetish precum. When Sekhar inserted his fingers into the band of her damp panties and started pulling them down, she Big Boobs lifted her ass lightly to help him. “Where are your parents?” I ask. Its oval walls of silver red velvet and gold reached high above to the roof, blonde chandelears dangled gracefully high overhead, there was even a large cinema screen. “Precisely,” Nimue said. Still wet from your “enforced” arousal “He is very close Zig. “Hey, everyone may I have your attention please,” I ask of the table. I should never have tried to outrun this weather system, tried taking this stupid shortcut, or not fueled up at my last opportunity. I shuddered, so glad I was a goddess owned by my father. "I thought you weren’t gonna be like the rest of them," she whimpered when their mouths broke apart. He pressed the gun against her chest, felt her panicked heartbeat travel through the barrel and into the grip, into his palm and fingers. If you cum, I may just decide to crush your balls, and then cut them off!” She is the perfect woman for me, Us I suspect” that brought another shy giggle out of Lilly He continued. With her head against the wall, there was nowhere to go and the man’s cock drove roughly down her throat with each violent stab. If I were to be Solo honest with you, I was sort of terrified of what she had to tell me while I was sitting out there in the dark. “You're my whore now, Mom,” I said, hands clenched against the pain. I asked if we were going for a ride round our new neighbourhood but Ryan told me that he was thinking more of a session with my bike on its stand. “To be cuckolded?” asked the reporter. Kicking myself off the ocean's floor, I quickly started swimming to the surface, my hand still waving about, trying to toss it off my hand. I didn't need love or my mother. I put on yet another set of shorts and a white tee shirt. This bliss was incredible. You’re not going there to deliberately tease them or have sex with any of them.” close up