I broke from the embrace with a shallow gasp, and saw fear in her sapphire eyes. It was oddly comforting; at least I wasn’t alone in my terror. I turned from her, took a breath, and stepped forward. The light of the tunnel grew brighter Hardcore with each successive footfall, and a low rumble became audible to me. The rumble became a growl, and soon, it was a roar. It was like continuous thunder, and the noise teen japanese beat at my body like the wind, making me cringe against it, but still, I walked. The thunder grew louder, the terror grew hotter, but every time I thought to retreat, I forced an image of Diamond’s black eyes, of Lucilla’s blank eyes, and of my mother’s dead eyes. I stepped beneath the threshold, the cold stone beneath my feet turned to hot sand, and the blinding sunlight consumed me. The monster roared my entrance, and I walked willingly into its mouth. The Pit seemed much larger from the sands than it had from the outside. The stands rose a hundred feet all around me, the risers stretching back, every space filled with the writhing, screaming blur of sixty-thousand people. Their heinous roar was of hatred, of laughter, of amusement at seeing a god so humbled. This beast of the masses did not even know the word ‘mercy.’ It only wanted more, only wanted worse, and I would give it to them. I took a deep breath, held my head high, and walked to the platform at the center of the sand. From across the arena, I could see Brandon and Night Eyes in their booth. I felt the hunger in my lungs, and I gritted my teeth to suppress it. My desire for Corruption had become a dependency sometime in the night, and it was only getting worse. I needed something terrible to distract my mind. BRANDON I hoped Julia couldn’t hear the things they were saying about her. They screamed their insults from the stands above us, threw refuse onto the threesome arena, and jeered Julia as she stepped to the platform. As individuals, people were generally good, but get them in a crowd, and they’re just shit. “It’s because fear is what makes people ‘good,’” Willowbud said beside me after I’d vocalized the thought, “and when cattle are in a herd, they no longer fear the wolf.” “That’s cynical.” I snorted, “How very typical of you.” Willowbud grinned beside me on the couch, and Corruption grinned with her. I pulled Willowbud’s head to my chest so that I wouldn’t have to see those white eyes burning into me, and I tried vainly to ignore the strands of black hair that mingled with Willowbud’s stark white. The two of them didn’t move as blowjob one anymore. Diamond had noticed it too, and as their meld grew weaker, Corruption became more obvious to me. It wasn’t just the visual change, but the behavioral change as well. When Willowbud came to my bed last night, she didn’t pounce on me in the heat of passion, but simply stared at me from the foot of the bed. I couldn’t see anything of Willowbud but her silhouette, but I could see Corruption’s white irises wide and alight, and her teeth shining from that broad, hungry grin. When Willowbud finally crawled into bed next to me, I didn’t feel much like sleeping anymore. “Why aren’t you with Julia?” I asked, “Isn’t this at least half your fault?” “Sister Julia’s taking one for the team.” Willowbud chuckled, “She’s doing this for you too, Brandon.” “I didn’t fucking do anything.” I growled. “Do you think they care?” Willowbud gestured to the tented canopy of our box, the translucent lavender revealing the churning masses that stretched above and behind us, “They’re about ready to blow. If Sister Julia can’t release the pressure here, we’ll have to do things my way.” I get chills just thinking about it. “It means, if I tell her to go to the japanese bathroom Hardcore and send me a selfie of her pussy, she’ll do it.” We were strictly amateurs, voyeurs, readers of dirty stories looking for ideas. Soon faster. I didn't bother with a bra. I decided to wear one of my vibrators. Due to her “I’m going to clean the house a bit today. As the video started I stuck my two middle fingers in my mouth, all the way and sucked on them a bit. They did, and she felt teen a warm finger hit her sensitive clit. She says because its true... it keeps getting better and better.. But he was supposed to have a really big willy and know how to use it. I wake up every morning at blowjob 7:30. How long were you going to sleep?” I rhetorically ask her. His right hand held me around the waist as his left squeezed my threesome tits. Did you get it?” I will submit it to the principal for his authorization and promise of credit." I knew better than to just latch on immediately. All three of us were panting. minutes recovering, she then gets up grabs something from her bag , then she gets out of drivers seat and goes back around to passenger seat, fixes her self up, getting dressed again, then sits back in the car.