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“How can I trust you?” I asked Justina, narrowing my eyes, “How do I know you’re not one of these ambitious people?” “Because I know everything there is to know about her,” Angela spoke from Justina’s mouth, eyes turning blue, “and though she’s a dirty, nasty little girl, Justina Hairy is a good person.” “Your sister and I have no secrets,” Justina said, eyes turning violet, “our thoughts, intentions and emotions are one.” “Psst, Brandon,” Angela said conspiratorially, her blue eyes twinkling in Justina’s face, “Justina really wants to fuck you. Just don’t let her do it while I’m in here!” “I’m more than a little curious,” Justina confirmed, winking a violet eye, “but we’ll shelve that thought for the time being; you don’t need two useless women groveling at your feet.” “She’s still a virgin!” Angela giggled, coming back to Justina’s face, “Her only sexual experiences have been with her mother! ” “Not just my mother,” Justina chuckled, eyes turning violet and rolling up, as though she were addressing her own forehead, “you and I had some fun, didn’t we?” “Oh yeah,” Angela laughed girlishly, her awkward, nervous composure contrasting Justina’s naturally dignified grace, “I might be a lesbian; I don’t know.” “Well, we’ll shop around a bit,” Justina said, violet eyes addressing her forehead again, “find a strapping young lad in Drastin, and see if your preferences change.” “Only if your mommy ever lets you feed yourself.” Angela sniggered, eyes turning blue, “You better warn me next time you decide to share dinner with her. I don’t want to be anywhere near that.” “Drastin?” I asked, butting-in to the conversation, “Why are we going to Drastin?” “Mom has connections there,” Justina said, violet eyes casting toward me, “people who know how to be discreet, people who have information that few others have.” Justina glanced downward at Tera, who was still prostrating beneath me, “You should probably release her; she won’t be of much use to you if she’s constantly on her knees.” “I don’t know,” I smirked at Justina, “I kind of like her lingerie like this.” “Have your fun with her for the rest of the night,” Justina sighed, “she deserves that much for what she tried to do to you, but release her in the morning.” “How do I do that?” I asked. “Just tell her she’s free,” Justina replied, “she’ll beg you to keep her, but you just have to insist, and eventually, she’ll leave your service.” Justina stood up and walked to the door, but stopped before she passed the threshold. “You’ll need to protect your parents,” she said to me, “Angela tells me they won’t believe the truth, so here’s a convenient lie: you took a loan from slavers, and you put your parents lives up as collateral. Tell them that if strange men come to Towerhead, to hide in this house. No one would suspect to look in a succubus hovel.” “They’ll hate me.” I replied. “But they’ll live.” Justina masturbation said, and then looked down at her groveling mother, “Don’t be too rough with her; we’ll be doing a lot of walking, and we can’t have her limping the whole way.” Justina gave me a parting smile and a wink, and then left the room. I sighed, and then turned my attention to the beautiful, tan monster worshipping me masturbating by the side of the bed. “Tera,” I smiled down at her, lifting her chin with my hand, “come pay homage to your god.” Chapter Two: The Heat Bringer JULIA Sixteen years ago, the mystic came to the elven capital of Terondia, and with him, mature came a shadow that darkened the empire. The matrons of The Church of the Holy Mother tried to bar him entrance, they tried to denounce him, but the emperor waved them away; the mystic’s prophecy was too tempting to disbelieve. The old man stood in the great hall before the horrified eyes of the matrons, the scrutinizing eyes of the wizards, and the greedy eyes of the emperor, and he spoke his heresy. He did thank me for assisting, which neither Agent Todd nor Agent Saunders offered. We shared a taboo, incestuous passion. Without another word, smiling slightly, I went straight for Megan’s neck, something I found out was her sensitive spot. Come hither, stand before me! She mature commanded me. He stood in the doorway, his lingerie crotch a bit above masturbation eye level. Believe it or not I felt shy and blushed, I didn’t say a word about that conversation masturbating regarding my sperm taste, just I got my head out of the window and continued smoking my cigarette. There must be something different. Her cheeks went red as she shivered. Knowing how much she enjoyed having her own pussy licked, Emma imitated my technique and flicked my clit, her tongue firmly wagging back and forth. Again, she answered “Of course not” I watched her as I made breakfast for us. Her head fell back into the bed, and her grip inside Hairy me tightened. Jill is sleeping. Always gaunt, he now looked positively skeletal. You’ll love it. Robert didn’t even pick up his cards. I kissed my best friend, Tonya.