I glanced at the spot on the street. It had been filled-in a year ago, but the scar remained. A ten-foot circle of new cobblestone stood starkly from the rest of the worn path. I supposed everyone just thought it was a sinkhole, but it was a grave. It was where Night Eyes died. I glanced at the street corner. It looked exactly the same as it had that day. This was where he saw me, and this is where I saw him. He was standing on that corner, a map in his hand, looking ragged, worn, and ten years older, but I knew him the moment I saw my father, and he knew me the moment he saw me. There had been tears in his eyes, I remembered, and he ran right for me, not caring that ten well-armed and well-muscled bangers surrounded me. I stepped past my men, not believing what I was seeing, and before I knew it, his arms were around me. That’s when I felt Willowbud again, surging back to the forefront. ‘Daddy, Daddy, Daddy…’ she still thought of him as ‘Daddy,’ and I didn’t know how to deal with it. Willowbud was still a little girl, she hadn’t been with me when I grew to a woman; only Night Eyes had undergone the maturation. Childlike euphoria mixed with sadistic sexuality, and before I knew it, I was kissing my father in the middle of the street, and pushing my hands down his pants. I knew he didn’t want it, but he didn’t try to pull away. He’d known what I’d become, but he wasn’t scared of me. He just wanted me to feel better, and if that meant fucking me, then that’s what he’d do. He’d been looking for me for a decade, after all, with the memory of a little japan girl burned in his mind. Seeing me as woman made it easier for things to… work biologically. Then I rode him in that japanese hotel on the corner, and I made him come inside me, and I killed him. I think it was the look in his eyes that killed me. They were terrified, confused, unrecognizing. In his last moments, pain and primal horror had gripped him, and he didn’t even know who I was. He was just the frantic need to survive, then he was dead. The guilt stabbed into me, and Corruption roared her fury in my mind. Like my father, I became the singularity of pain and horror, and I somehow ended up half a mile beneath the city. I think it was the silence I pursued, or maybe the solitude. Either way, it was the first time in years that I’d been truly alone. She was gone, and judging by the destruction of the bedrock around me, our separation had asian not been peaceful. I’d created a great hollow beneath Drastin, probably my greatest creation Hardcore to date, and it was filled with contorted statues of my fevered mind. They stood in complete darkness, but I could see them through the tremors of the earth. It was Night Eyes’s mausoleum. Willowbud had been reborn. “Hey, Astrid.” I sighed, punching out the cigarette, “You can come out of that alleyway; you’re about as stealthy as an ostrich in a chicken coop.” Astrid emerged from the shadows she’d been hiding in, staring down at her feet. “I didn’t want to bother you, Mistress.” “And you big cock have failed,” I said, patting the spot beside me on the curb, “but you should be used to it by now.” Astrid sat awkwardly beside me, her large frame making her knees press to her bare breasts. “What did you think of Sister Julia today?” I asked her. Eventually, I laid back down with her and we kissed again, but all I could think about was being inside her. As we were driving home Mandy asked me to stop at the 7-Eleven coming up that she was thirsty. This only seemed to encourage her and she moved her mouth to my asian breast and began to suck on my nipple. .Oh god, I'm gonna cum VERY soon." It’s cleared in a special account just for your project.” he told her "You started without me?" Michelle said as she exited the ensuite. This must be the dumbest thing I've ever done. Mindy’s support hand moved up to caress the native’s big cock wrinkled ball sack. I waited for a reaction, either negative or positive. “You can travel, enjoy her pension and wealth. "I think in all of Sri Lanka, only Colombo has a larger Tamil population. Again, as I am in the shower, a beautiful naked figure walks towards me through the steam. I straddled him so my ass was right in his face and sucked him off, gently and first and then bobbing my head up and down faster to get him close. She heard it again, maybe half a minute later, coming from the workout area. 'Owners, where did that come from?" “I bet she just lays there and takes it, doesn’t she?” I squeaked out defiantly, my arousal only increasing. I felt her round breasts through her blouse pressing into mine. Her rhythm took a slow steady tempo, building up a little bit faster per measure, heading toward some spectacular crescendo. She grabs a hold of my hair as I take her dick in my mouth. He crawled in first and took everything off except for his boxers and crawled under the covers. Even as he walked into school, the phone didn’t go off. She was going to fuck her dad as soon as he hit the couch. He opened his eyes and looked down to see his deeply imbedded cock and watched as he slowly withdrew. He was so overcome with desire, he could not think straight. “Don’t resist! “Young lady, lift up your skirt and lie on the bed and spread your thighs” she ordered. It certainly didn't go unnoticed and this bold stranger smiled and said in a sexy whisper, "Damn, you definitely need to get fucked don't you?" Standing in the middle of the Hardcore japanese room, with closed legs and her left hand holding her right wrist, so they cover her panties as good as possible. Her flesh massaged me. The ache built so fast at the tip of my cock. She licked her lips again, closed japan her eyes.