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“That deal goes blowjob both ways, Sister.” Willowbud replied, leaning into the Heat Bringer, their shafts pressing to each other’s bellies, precum darkening their clothes. “I have a feeling…” Julia whispered, her trailing hand finding Willowbud’s bare ass, squeezing into caramel glute until her fingers disappeared in the fat, “…that your apprehension is born from inexperience. Maybe you’ve taken a finger, maybe a toy, but never a man.” creampie “Your intuition is remarkable,” Willowbud breathed, one hand twirling a finger into Julia’s crimson strands, the other sliding between her legs, “are you going to be a lady, and let me go first?” “No.” Julia smiled, and Willowbud’s grin grew even wider. She stepped from her pants, pressing deeper into Julia’s body, connecting them from pelvis to chest. Julia’s nipples pointed vulgarly through the silk of her white dress, her ample bust consuming the petite swell of Willowbud’s shirted bosom. Their eyes stayed locked as their sneering mouths neared each other, their lips opening, their tongue sneaking through them. They connected, their cheeks growing gaunt in a combative devouring, humming their lechery through wet smacks as their faces rotated to gain purchase. Their hands moved on each other, ripping necklines through their bodices, springing their breasts free in a jiggling display of caramel and white, the domes deforming and gleaming wetly in the midmorning sun. “I heard you were nearly bested by an infant.” Astrid’s words in my ear, her lips against my lobe, her hands on my shoulders, sliding down my arms, moving down my torso, coming together between my legs, “I heard you had to cheat to beat her.” “Fighting dirty and winning is still winning,” I chuckled, my hands playing through the shorn sides of her head, tangling into the braided lengths of her crown, pulling her face into the crook of my neck. My head drooped blissfully to the side, murmurs of gratitude leaking from my lips as Astrid’s fingers did their work inside me. We’d been inseparable since becoming fighting partners, and knew the secrets of each other’s bodies inside and out. I laced my fingers around the back of Astrid’s head, and supported myself as she made my legs weak. She curled three digits against the spot within me, the thumb of that hand pressing the clit, the other hand wetting with the fluid she coerced from me, and moving slowly behind. I moaned my satisfaction as she pinched her fingers together about the purple circle of my rim, and gradually pushed her entire hand inside. Knuckle by knuckle, joint by joint, I felt every contour of her stretch sperm me with painful pleasure, my sheath clinging and coiling like a fleshy vice, beckoning her deeper into my masturbation filth. I opened my mouth to cry my delight, but someone beat me to it. LUCILLA I stared with mouth agape at the two gladiators. Never in my life had I seen two creatures move together like that. It was like they were dancing; Astrid holding Tera from behind, her hands playing within the woman, Tera reacting with the motion of her hips, bending and swaying, and Astrid bending and swaying in time, her pelvis connected with Tera’s ass, her lips connected with Tera’s collar. Both women bore curves that put mine to shame, and both were laced with muscle that rippled subtly with every motion. Tera’s abdomen stretched into tonal sections, her domes shadowing their striations as her back arched, her purple lips parting to yield blissful moans, her onyx hair laying thin strands over her flushed complexion, tangling about her satanic horns. Astrid’s larger frame encompassed the succubus, white wings folding over her, tattooed arms trapping her lustfully, tattooed legs supporting her. “It’s like watching art, isn’t it? Like a fallen angel seducing the devil herself.” a man’s voice said. I looked up to see Brandon standing by my couch, enjoying the spectacle as much as I was, as evidenced by the growth in his trousers. He sat beside me, watching Tera and Astrid as they performed their hellish mating, watching Julia and Willowbud as they progressed to further stages of undress, wresting with each other. I could tell Brandon didn’t know how to broach me. Though he was a god, he was still a commoner, and that mental barrier between peasant and royalty was a hard one to break. So, I jumped on his lap, grinned back at him, and took the initiative. TERA My eyes opened to lazy slits, focusing on Princess Lucilla’s royal features; the elegant length of her neck, the pronouncement of her proud chin, the big, blue eyes set above delicate cheeks, framed with fine, platinum hair. She was curvy for an elf, both her and Julia were (especially Julia), but Lucilla’s porcelain flesh spoke of a pure bloodline, and the complex patterns that laced it only added to her majesty. This woman certainly looked the part of a storybook princess, but the expression she was giving me didn’t belong in any kind of fairytale, and the things cumshot she was doing hardly belonged in a whore house. Princess Lucilla had Brandon’s entire fist up her ass, her body rigid with the intensity of it, her arms and legs creating a bridge over the man who was violating her. “Astrid, I think we have a challenger.” I chuckled. “Patricia, Elena likes to think she has a sharp tongue, but creampie it’s blunted by her dull wit.” Grey so her areola didn’t show through, though her nipples were clearly outlined in the cloth. They shoot off and go soft before me. When my boobs are played with they swell and don't fit in my bra. I kept my tongue sliding through her folds as the hurt faded into a spreading warmth through my muscles. “But they also should learn about the joys of their daughter-in-laws.” She turns her foot into a claw-like shape and grabs her panties that are lodged deep into my mouth. I groaned as my mom's pussy welcomed me home. cumshot She rolled my erect little clit between her fingers and I shuddered in response, offering no resistance to blowjob her intimate touch. I watch him load his new toy into his bag, I see the clothing in there and almost ask. She gulps a huge amount of air. “I love you, too,” I groaned as drew back my hips. “I agree again. “Well, for starters you can call me Tony,” he says to me. was still buried deep in me and my legs were wrapped I smirked knowing if I told the truth, he wouldn't believe me. Sure enough, he asked. That turned out to be one of the most enlightening conversations on human sexual psychic I have ever had. Inside there was some kind of large store room for loot, I recognized a few of the crates as coming from the caravan that I and Elenore had guarded before we were captured. "Honest mom!" There was a bakery sperm driver pulled up in masturbation the side street, taking a break it seemed. “Ok, fine.” I sighed making her let a small squeal of excitement out before she kissed me deep and got off of me. “Let’s go back and wait for her.” She sighed as she reached for my hand. “Yes!” I shuddered. "Bit of a rundown of the rules for you then. Inch by inch she worked down her throat in sloppy gaga. The example stated if one were to simply poke the midsection of a Fattorusso and utter the word “fat” that Fattorusso would instantly gain weight in their midriff or any area touched while the word was spoken.