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I knew I should’ve milked the bull, because now, I was going to get the horn. Sister Julia broke from her binds in flash of white, a sound like thunder ringing in my head as I was flung backward, my engorged cock pulling from her ruined gape as I landed on my back. Then, she was on me. Hands prying my legs apart, hot flesh melding into me, hot breath on my lips, in my nostrils, a sardonic laugh in my ear. “We had a deal, Night Eyes,” Sister Julia chuckled, “now it’s time to hold up your end.” I dug two sets of fingernails into her back and raked, but Sister Julia only laughed again; a sweet sound, a motherly sound, a terrifying sound. She pressed her mouth to mine, opening my sealed lips, wrapping her tongue with mine, making me melt into her despite myself. I couldn’t deny her, couldn’t stop myself, couldn’t stand fast in the fire of her passion. I opened my legs against my own will, my body betraying me, some dormant, mom weak part of me accepting my situation, some evolutionary echo that told me to submit to the alpha. I submitted. My deflated organ retreated within me to give the sister my femininity, but she just smiled around our sucking lips, and coerced me back out with her stroking hand, wanting to dominate me while I was partly male, wanting to show me that she was better than my strongest self. God, it turned me on. I grew hard in her hand, reached between us and spread my cheeks, arched my back and hummed my need, all despite myself. Take me, dominate me, humiliate me. Let me see your darkness. She pressed her tip against my virgin aperture, and pushed. I gasped, gritting my teeth, letting go of my spread cheeks and sinking my nails into Sister Julia’s back. She didn’t punish me, or berate me, but whispered soft tones into my ear, petting my hair, wrapping her arm around my back and pressing out bodies closer together, holding me in a motherly hug. She rolled us into a sitting position, titjob me straddled about her hips, my feet locked behind her ass as I sank slowly into her lap, my cock drooling down her stomach. “Shhh, Night Eyes, shhh,” she cooed like a comforting mother as she lowered me inch by inch, “I’ll make you feel good, don’t worry. Open up to me, and relax; the pain only lasts for a moment.” I tried to wiggle out of it, tried to escape the pain as it pierced me, but Sister Julia countered my every attempt with firm tenderness, like I was child she needed to softly discipline. Her cock bulged in my virgin rectum, expanding me, touching parts of me that had never been touched, awakening dormant nerves I didn’t know existed. God, the pain, but I couldn’t resist, couldn’t stop her from guiding me slowly downward, couldn’t look away from those emerald eyes as their stared lovingly, dominatingly. That was her brand of power, to make me feel weak, helpless and needing for her Blowjobs affection. I hated how effective it was, Big Tits how I wanted her maternal touch inside me, but I couldn’t deny her; I couldn’t deny myself. Inch by inch, I lowered myself, sliding down her shaft, penetrating myself, torturing myself for her pleasure, for the motherly approval that I disgustingly coveted. “You’re doing so well, Night Eyes,” Sister kitchen Julia breathed on my lips, her own quirked in a patronizing smirk, “just a little bit more to go.” I didn’t cry out, or scream. I did barely more than gasp as I filled myself with her, as I let go and eased the last of her inside me. A shudder ran through me, a wave of relief and exhaustion, of accomplishment, of pathetic gratitude. I couldn’t stop the proud smile that crossed my lips, couldn’t stop the giggle that flowed from it as I looked adoringly into Sister Julia’s compassionate eyes. “You did it,” she grinned at me, “you’re such a big girl.” “Fuck you, Sister.” I moaned through my smile, shifting in her lap, feeling oddly like a daughter sitting in her father’s. “All your friends are watching, Night Eyes,” Sister Julia grinned, “and they’re all so proud of you.” Sister Julia rotated me about my penetrative axis, causing me to hiss as my ass stirred around her. They were all watching me, staring with wide eyes, paused in their lust to bear witness to something they’d never seen before; my defeat, my submission. I hated the looks they gave, the cracks in their perception of me. Mostly, I hated the looks in Astrid and Brandon’s eyes. “Don’t look,” I whispered to them, the words barely coming from me, “turn away.” “Why would they do that?” Sister Julia whispered as she began to thrust, as she began to stroke, “Don’t you want them to see you like this?” “Stop.” I breathed. “You don’t want me to stop.” Sister Julia breathed into my ear as she softly raped me. She was right. As usual, they were naked, Sonja smiling with her never-ending reservoir of canine joy, and Momo scowling from the knowledge that she was going to have kitchen to exert effort. That made sense when Big Tits I remembered that Kenny had a younger brother that was Cory’s age. He loved her so much. As he fingered the medal that was under his shirt, a grim smile came to his lips. Her cunt was leaking all over Linda's face as she probed her tongue deep inside her love canal. “If you are so powerful, why did you not resist your arrest?” She could feel her stepbrother's cock sliding inside of her Blowjobs at a constant rhythm. "Sure but later little buddy, im kinda tired lets sleep for now" he says as he starts mom to fall asleep. I was making us feel titjob amazing, sending waves of delight surging through our body. I did want the most recent file of taxes and any legal notices in a file cabinet by Sharon, for ease of access. “Don’t make me come get you.”