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“Ruby,” I said kindly to my new whore, “I want you to get off Brock and come with me. We’re going to fuck your sister.” I guided Ruby from the orc, strings of her nectar thinning and snapping from his lips and her folds. Brock sputtered back to reality, his arms flailing wildly, his legs kicking. His eyes fell upon Ruby, and his face contorted in rage. I stepped between Brock and my new slave, Toys holding my arms out to stay his charge. Knowing what Brock thought of me, I was surprised he didn’t squish me anyway. “Stop!” I yelled. “Out of my way, Ranger! I’ll explain everything once you’ve got control of yourself!” Brock growled, cocking his arm to deal a blow over my shoulder. “Brock, it’s me!” I yelled, “I have control of them!” “What?!” Brock stopped his fist mid-strike. “It’s my seed.” I explained, “Yavara and Prestira said there was something in it, and dark-elves can enslave succubi. These creatures,” I said as I drove three fingers into Ruby’s slit, provoking a yelp of pleasure from her, “are now my slaves.” Brock stared at me with a bewildered expression, his face telling british me that he wasn’t quite buying my story. “Ruby,” I said to my newest slave, “suck Brock’s dick, but do not use your powers on him.” “Yes, Master.” Ruby said excitedly. She got on her knees before Brock, who backed away, suspicion in his eyes, his fist poised to bury her. “Stop.” I said to Ruby before she crawled after him. I grabbed one of Brock’s massive daggers, and tossed it before Ruby. “Slit your throat.” Without even breaking her smile, Ruby unsheathed the dagger, brought it to her neck, and- “Stop!” I yelled before she did it. She lowered the dagger, and mature waited for direction on supplicant knees. Brock looked at me with something akin to awe, and with some trepidation, stepped toward Ruby. He stiffened when she grasped his cock, then relaxed when he realized the full truth of my proclamation. Seeing the opportunity open, Ruby took Brock’s entire length down her gullet, her neck stretching painfully, but her throat not even uttering a gag. “Wow…” Brock gasped as he placed a hand on the succubus’s head. He looked at me with childlike hope, “Can I keep her?” “I’ll let you borrow this one for a while.” I laughed, “Ruby, you are to do whatever Brock says, OK?” Ruby nodded as best she could. I pinched her rosy cheek and smiled down at her. “Good girl.” I turned from the pair of them, and assessed the last free succubus. Onyx was aptly named, and her dark brown complexion and nappy hair served to contrast the hues of her sisters. Her frizzled mane was highlighted with blonde, her eyes were chestnut, and her lips were fuller than any of her sister’s. She’d since spent her strength trying to free herself from her mother and sisters, and now sprawled helplessly before me, her chestnut eyes bulging with fear, her luscious lips quivering. “Do you know what I’m busty going to do to Lesbian you, Onyx?” I smiled down at her, stroking myself to engorgement. Onyx just stared back, taken by her horror. “I’m going to do to you what I did to your sisters and mother.” I sneered, “I’m going to do to you what you were going to do to me. I’m going to rape you into my little fuck-slave. After I’m done with you, I get to do whatever I want to you, and you’ll love it.” I straddled her chest, making a seat of her breasts, enjoying the meeting of our succulent assets. The moment I’d seen those lips, I knew how I wanted Onyx. I grabbed her head, forced it forward, and prodded her mouth with my tip. “Hi, may I suck your cock?” She smiled, dropping to her knees. Enjoy. I was so scared so I only removed 8 of them. At the door, they pecked each other on the lips as George handed her the extra bills. There was no sound within, but the door was half open. “Use your hands and get all that cum off your body and eat it.” busty "That's Pamela, Mary, Maurice, Kathy, Tim…" I let my hair grow longer, but lots of guys did. For now, let’s chill here until things die down.” “Maybe…maybe a former lover…maybe a hottie from yoga…woman or man…where do you fall with everything?” The syrupy stream slithered downward, trailing over the tight little pucker of my anus, and then soaked the plump, pouting flesh of my tender cunt mound. In and out...In and out...Victoria Toys effectively was giving the dead chick a postmortem oral pedicure treatment. Sam was staring Lesbian off vacantly, not even bothering to voyeuristically enjoy watching her share herself with three of his friends, which was kind of driving her crazy in and of itself, but mostly she really wanted to fuck. Not much was said for several minutes, other than moaning and grunting, and gasping as we pleasured each other and ourselves. Why are you getting all teary-eyed? "Do you know how beautiful and sexy you are when you talk money?" “If I just sit here, with the sketch pad covering me,” I said to myself, “perhaps no one will notice.” I tapped on the door. Monique moaned and humped on Janis's tongue. After the three of us entered the room, I turned around to secure the hotel room door with the dead bolt. In about half an hour, after the watershed, when all the kids have gone home, I’m going mature to dance with Cynthia. All I could find were my shoes and a note saying ‘meet me at the car.’ I was going to have to walk through the woods and the car park, naked, british all on my own. She didn't collapse as badly as before, but she was left with no time to recover when yet another slap met her rear from the other direction, all in one smooth figure eight motion of Rosalyn's arm. Now, by considering interspecies fucking with Curley she knew she was putting herself beyond oversexed. I asked her. She rubbed my cock against her hot pussy lips. I grit my teeth as the rapture washed through me. Waves of darkness spilled across my vision. You need to get ready for your next customer.” Now that Frank noticed, it was actually quite distracting, as Ashley’s tits were shapely and gorgeous.