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Sometimes she’d cum look over her shoulder and smirk, daring me to try. A rough better man would’ve done it. A better man. I scoffed, A better woman would’ve done it too. I latched the trunk, and dragged it to the edge of the hole that centered the tower of Castle Thorum. It was heavier than I remembered; a lot heavier. I wiped the sweat from my brow, then tore my sword from its scabbard, and slashed at the woman behind me. The blade imbedded into the wood, creating a fractal crack into the glass it framed. I’d attacked a mirror. I hadn’t recognized orgasm the woman in it. She was beautiful for an abomination. Though her old uniform hung loosely from her, it did little to hide the magnificent swell of her breasts, the tantalizing jut of her hips, and the alluring bulge of her ass. I blinked at my reflection, not comprehending what I was seeing. My features were fair and elegant; my broad nose now narrow and pointed, my sunken eyes now big and expressive, my thin lips now full and luscious. The forty years of lines that once marred my complexion were smoothed over with radiant bronze skin, its rich hue a contrast to the nearly white hair above it, and the piercing blue of my sapphire irises. But it wasn’t just the way I looked, for my motions were fluid and graceful, the aggression and militarism gone from them. Indeed, I had to think to walk like a man, or my hips would swing lasciviously, an advertisement of my fertility. Oh yes, there was that too. Desires I could not explain that somehow needed no explanation. The pulling in my loins was now an aching in my nethers, the throbbing in my tip was now a pulse in my pearl, the frothing of cum was now a wetting of my lower lips. And what brought about these desires? I was certainly still attracted to women, yes, but there was a deeper attraction, one that doggystyle stirred something ancient within me. Something I could not fight for long. I balled my hands and smashed my fists against the tabletop. Stubborn. Yes, I was certainly that. Stubborn to cling to the man sperm I was no longer, stubborn to grasp for pride where I could not find it. If Brock Terdini had lumbered over to me with his hard cock still stinking of April’s ruined shithole, would I have wrenched my face away in disgust, or licked my lips and dropped to my knees? The thought made my stomach turn. And my nethers moisten. My mind went unbidden to fantasies of April writhing between the bodies of orcs, all her holes ravaged, that possessed look in her eyes. Bliss. Such a sweet surrender to abandon pride and become a whore of the moment, a prisoner to the flesh, a slave to perverse desires and even more craven emotions. It aroused me to see her violation. It aroused me even more to imagine it were me. “Goddamn it!” I hissed against the table. No, it wasn’t pride that kept me stubborn. It was pure hatred. “Commander?” A familiar voice asked. I looked up at my reflection. It had changed slightly, the features becoming more angular, the eyes more azure than sapphire. I said we have to Mom the only for sure I have right now is you and Sherry. She struggled to her feet. One person we share is granddad. “Emily, I can''t stay like this.” she whined cum knowing full well that what she wanted would of no bearing on Emily's final decision. Jose' smiled and started to fuck the Viking, but the man wanted the full experience, so he grabbed Jose' from the back of his head and pulled him on him. Mateo’s body turned languid, the comforting nature of our lust sapping his strength. Finally, Sharon got to her feet and helped me off the bed. She felt the bulbous head rubbed against every crease of her fold. Katie turns and lets the side of the dress slip open exposing her leg and hip, and the side of her panties. Rekha reached for the base of his penis. "I see you forgot your bra too!" To be continued... Occasionally the fear becomes too much for a woman, and she orgasm simply gives up, calling for a flare. Sam then grabbed a wax strip. I gasped, my pussy clenching. As they spread, she groaned. Eddie looked up at me and I despaired doggystyle at the snide look on his face. The pleasure coursed through me. This wanton, wicked, amazing treat. He grabbed her t-shirt sperm and pulled it quickly over her head and off. Mr. Franklin’s monitor popped with rough a view of the room from the corner of the door frame. "So according to this… Hold on, let me find the right chart." First, she pulled out straps and strapped my ankles tightly in place. “Bullshit!” from Brandon. With a rapid-fire motion I landed three quick blows of the willow switch, “Slap!