I chewed on my lip. “I will not be the convenient villain.” I said, “This is japanese my home now. Come on; we’ve got a lot of work to do to prepare for our guests.” ALEXA In three days’ time, Tim and I had redirected the moat to deposit waste into the bay instead of the river, built an aqueduct system, and connected the old imperial highway to the castle via a two-mile-long road. We’d demolished almost every hut the tribespeople had built, and now they and the Ardeni orcs slept in the castle while the work crews began laying the foundations for massive public housing units that flanked the main road. There wasn’t a lot of space between the castle and the agrarian fields, and Arbor was loath to cut down trees to make more space. Fortunately, Tim had experience building Ardeni stone towers, and so the public housing units would extend vertically for hundreds of feet, tiered back asian from the street so that the view of Castle Alkandra was not obstructed. It was a strange start for a city, but I imagined that over time it would stockings sprawl out despite Arbor’s objections, and consume the forest around it until its borders relaxed into their former position from a thousand years ago. “Alexa?” Tim’s voice boomed. “Hmm?” He pointed to a construction crew assembling scaffolding. “You were saying something about the décor.” “Yes,” I nodded, “I understand the towers we’re building might seem too utilitarian, but from an engineering perspective–” “What’s the purpose of building great works of bland rubbish?” He interrupted, “Who wants to live in a glorified stone box?” “It sounds like you have a design suggestion.” “Ornamentation. The castle is gothic, so the towers should be as well.” Tim waved an irreverent hand toward the wide street, “All the great cities have a theme. Ardeni is the city of gold, Terondia is the city of granite, Hektinar is the city of steel, Drastin is the city of shale, and Bentius is the city of limestone. Alkandra has great silver mines on its shores. I could form elegant spires of silver on the peaks of each structure, I could arm their tiers with silver gargoyles, I could frame their grand entrances with silver awnings!” I frowned. “That sounds like a lot of work, Tim.” “Nothing worth doing was ever done quickly.” He scowled back, “And this street we’ve made needs a boulevard to divide it. I could line it with magnificent marble statues, and Arbor could decorate my effigies with flowering vines.” I flipped through my pad. “We have a budget, you know.” “I would do it freely.” I beamed up at him. “I know you would, Tim, pov and you’re a true visionary, but we have time constraints. If the towers blowjob aren’t built before the first snows, people will freeze. We need your help with the boring shit.” Despite being past the age of a hundred, and being a twenty-foot hairy behemoth, Tim managed to look like a dejected child. I groaned. “Fine. You can make one statue. Put it…” I thumbed my chin, then smiled when my eyes fell upon the last hut remaining, “…there.” And Tim bounded over to the hut, his skipping feet shaking the earth. He tore the roof off it, pulled a screaming Certiok Terdini out, then crushed it to dust with his foot. I chuckled to myself, and made my way to the east, where the rest of the trolls were throwing tons of stone from the quarry. Soraya was there, her bronze body bound in leather that squeezed her supple assets to the point of pain, a collar around her neck from which dangled her Domina’s leash. As I embraced her, I asked, “So you put this on?” She asked, “Are you a naughty-boy” and I whispered, “yes ma’am I’m a very naughty boy”. Laura said she wanted to get fucked and suck a cock at the same asian time, but could not get up the nerve. Tanisha took the purple collar and gold leash from me and attached it to my neck. Cheyenne went to her back on the sofa, spread her legs wide then my brother put his erection on her vagina. Her silky pussy worked faster and faster. “I want to tie him up to a large A-frame and whip him while a naked man with a huge cock watches. She groaned loudly around Sir Edgars still shooting cock as she swallowed another heavy load, her body jacking around jolts of unimaginable pleasure that surged through her loins and sperm coated body. This is of Vestus kneeling in front of Apollon having obviously been enslaved herself. “That’s your wife,” I said as we trundled away. I needed to show the Institute, the world, the truth. Alexandra ran to fetch them. The next bedroom door I pushed open had the twins and the CG boys all snuggled up together, with the twins holding hands. “If I have to do this so we can be happy forever, I want to do it…” She whispered softly in Amélie’s ear and felt the woman's cool hands japanese pov reach back and caress her. I'm not waiting any longer - I don't think I can... I'll cum right in front of her she'll get to see daddy's big load. Everyone would think the poor performance would be because he had refused to do his stockings share of the work. She knew the way she had cockteased, and licked cunt behind closed doors where men couldn't see her, and concealed her whorish tits from the world, had inescapably led blowjob to this moment, and having to drink her brother's piss was exactly the right thing for her. His free hand found his aching cock, pulling it out of his jeans as he licked his lips. Here I go getting scared again. I unloaded into her bred depths. There were nameplates beneath them; Alexandra’s and Rosa’s heads were there and a beautiful blonde head in the centre of the facing wall was labelled “Elena”. Sorry for swearing.