This was my fault. ANGELA The blackness swam through every part of me, thrummed through my heart, surged in my veins, but I was still in control. It wasn’t my body, but Diamond’s, and that degree of separation allowed me to control just how much of the Sentient’s gift I let take me, and given the situation, that meant I was letting Corruption take almost everything. Only the smallest rational part me stayed in command, and that outsider’s view into my transformation allowed me to look analytically at my ‘darkness.’ It seemed that Dark-Angela was born from the horror of being bodiless. It was the lack of feeling that had plagued me for so long, so Corruption naturally perverted the trauma, and made Dark-Angela obsessed with pain; both her own, and that of others. Dark-Angela was a sadomasochist, and judging by her arousal at the sight of a bleeding, bound, and crying Lucilla, Dark-Angela’s perversions went very, very, deep. It was bizarre to know that this part of me dwelt in the depths of my psyche, but I didn’t have time for an existential crisis. Julia was brimming with blackness, but there was still a part of her that resisted, and I needed to cajole that part out. This is your fault, Julia. Your own daughter is corrupted forever because of your actions. Guilt, Julia; feel japanese guilt! “You did this for me?” Julia asked. There were tears in her black-rimmed eyes, and I knew I was getting close. Just a little more, and she’d vomit Corruption out like bad seafood. “Yes, Mommy.” I said, running my asian hands down her back, and bringing our bodies together in an embrace. “I didn’t want you to be alone.” I whispered into her bosom. If that doesn’t get her, then what will? “That feels nice,” she said after a few moments. Why bother? Then I realized this video must have been filmed a while ago and Kerry hadn’t been injured at any point, and that made me relax and enjoy the view. I couldn’t call her a liar. She gave the slutty android a few more thrusts then exited her. He dropped the ruined skirt to the ground. Jamie Kelly collected it, holding it tight and giving me a smile. Ain't that right?” With that I felt his heavy dick slap my cheeks splattering a little lube on the cheek. Since Marlene had to go home early he still had a condom in his pocket so he fished it out and tore open the wrapping. But Darius said it had to be one of my friends...hadn’t he?...maybe Naomi? In me.” “Jared, we’re on the level about this. japanese The girl stroked her sex three times before turning away to shower. I sat back and let Joyce recover. So did Ryan when he removed the vibe and fucked me later on. As we left I was glad asian to see that there wasn’t anyone around who knew me. Then again, being a Friday there really wasn't anyone around. Is something wrong? She almost sounded angry at him. Sometimes Chris would join us, but he would never look my way. With that she rose, unclasped her skirt, letting it fall to the ground. Her tongue stuck out, muffling her screams.