His breath panted against my neck as I hyperventilated against his, my lungs fiery with each desperate intake, my voice high with each exhalation. The familiar pressure ballooned with in me, causing tremors to wrack my form as it expanded; legs trembling, abdomen clenching, feet kicking wildly for purchase. “Make-me-come, make-me-come, make-me-come!” I screamed, and he obeyed. I dug an encouraging nail in his back, and felt him return fire with the acceleration of his thrusts. I squeezed him with my thighs, with my arms, trapping myself in his violence, goading him to drive harder, to break me, to push me over the edge. The pressure expanded, electrifying every nerve, sending my heartrate skyrocketing. It was coming now, well-past the point of no return, compelling my back to arch, my mouth to scream, my eyes to widen, my head to fall back, and my throat to exalt my ecstasy. “Oh God, fuck me, Sister Julia!” I screeched as I came. Brandon abruptly stopped thrusting, but he couldn’t stop from blowing. He groaned and growled as I sung over him, legs twitching in their lock as his cock opened my sanctity. Hot seed shot into me, pooling directly into my maternal reservoir, radiating into my depths as I movie spasmed with glee. Our sweaty bodies heaved as our diaphragms relaxed, and Brandon took my face into his, and looked steadily into my eyes. “Did you just…” LUCILLA “…scream for ‘Night Eyes?!’” I panted against Julia’s neck, the sweat dripping asian off our bodies, the morning sun shining through the two-story window of our new bedroom. Julia gasped something unintelligible, and tried pushing me off her, but I locked my legs and pinned her shoulders to the mattress. Her cock was still hard in my pussy, but I’d had my release, and wasn’t feeling too frisky anymore. “Hmm?” I narrowed my eyes at her, watching her face contort and redden. “Yes.” She mumbled, looking extremely sorry. “Julia, what the fuck?!” I hissed, “I don’t mind that you’re fucking her,” (bullshit) “but when we’re together, it’s supposed to be just us! Get her out of your head!” Julia mumbled something again, trying to push me off, but I would not be denied. This was too far. “What did you say?” I growled. She twisted her lips, seeming to block the words from exiting her mouth. “Julia, do you love her?” I hissed. Her lips trembled, and my heart began to sink. This was Passion all over again, only much, much worse. “No!” she finally shouted, “No, I don’t love her! I’m addicted to her!” Julia finally managed to push me off her, and she sat upright, slouched, and put her face in her arms. “It’s not love, japan Lucilla, not even close. It’s… it’s like she’s giving me something I need, and if I go without for too long, it’s all I can think about. It’s not just the sex, it’s…” Julia looked up at me, genuine fear in her green eyes, “When she kisses exotic me, she breathes Corruption’s gift into my lungs. I let it linger, let it take me, and then I push it out. I do it to show her that I’m stronger, to show her that Corruption can be resisted. Only what I don’t show her, Lucilla, is that it gets harder every time for me to let Corruption go.” I stared at Julia with my japanese mouth agape, and she hung her head in shame, the tears glistening in her emerald eyes. I crawled to her, still numb with the revelation, and wrapped myself around her, pulling her close, letting her feel my nakedness envelope her body. Her head dropped on my shoulder, and I brushed the hair from her face, and planted a kiss on her forehead. And she talked and talked, telling him almost everything. My mind goes down japan a spiral of asian thoughts. A blowjob is one thing—even fucking, but kissing is somehow more personal. From inside, he pulled out a red dress, a lacy black bra, and a black thong. "It's okay..." smiled Bridget. You are so lost in thought that when you walk to the door you don’t realize that when you put your movie key into the door japanese knob to unlock the door it doesn’t click. Her vaginal canal expanding and responding perfectly. I lifted her dress up her legs till her panties came into view. and i could her mark announcing he is cumming. Ignoring any protests from me. The last shop I will never forgive him for. This would continue until she came or he did. She eager to find out what life is all about and hungry to try everything.” Jace slowly kisses across her chest, moving to the other nipple as his fingers find her already wet slit and then spread it revealing her swollen and throbbing clit. I couldn't handle this any longer. She started her own chain of risque clothing lines and stores and was soon making a killing in the market. She gave me a little elbow to the ribs, but whispered that she agreed. I revealed more of her, pulling the furs aside as the exotic room – and my bride – warmed up. “H-hey where are we going?” He protested, following her barefoot with a weird step as he was pulled from the living room into her room, each step difficult with his new gear on and every flat surface of her room sporting some sort of gaming memorabilia. You will call Sherry thanking her as soon as you can. Oh dear me. I was basically denied being an Elf and perhaps being the only Elf really being an Elf. The slumber party was winding down. This time I growled contentedly, “Charlie good girl.” I slid free from her and, while I licked her leaking pussy, I mumbled, “Make puppies.” I mated with Charlie four times, and the last time we stood knotted together for what seemed forever, her pussy gripped me but my eyes never left Misty. “So, tonight, we'll tell you a new bedtime story!” "You're the best of the bunch, but I'll let you decide."