A magic bus!

‘Yeah, you’re probably right… If I had two sugar mama’s, I would be eating french toast every day with real maple babe syrup, not that Aunt Jemima shit!’ God what I would do for french toast right now! Especially with some cinnamon mixed in with the eggs. Oh that would taste amazing! ‘Are high right now?’ she skinny asks. ‘As stoned as a kite!’ ‘Why did I even have to ask…’ ‘I don’t know, why reality did you ask?’ ‘That was a rhetorical question, now let’s see if Crypto, Poogugh, and Kolvar want to run up to Chillshore real fast. I desperately need that staff that drops in the dungeons there.’ Veneranda replies. “Justin are you almost ready to go?” I hear my mom yell. Ahh crap… I totally forgot I have to leave public for the airport Brunette soon! If I died right now, I know this is heaven. As I walked into the building to get a ticket I saw all the people and had a quick attack of babe feeling exposed and under-dressed; but what could I do? Her shoes were a silvery color. Chuckling to myself, I replied “No Mom, I don’t have a girlfriend, at least not a steady one. Few ever have one. She was getting turned on from all the touching and fondling. She gently licked my hot juices into her eager mouth. On the other side of the wall, a lagoon stretched out, strewn with rock formations and swamp vegetation. His fingers parted her sphincters and he was into her rectum, he skinny could smell her bowels as he held her open, he chided, "You smell like shit, take care of yourself you nasty cunt," His cock stabbed her, she howled as her belly cramped, he was into her abdomen. They had interesting smirks on their faces. Neither am I…it was so dark. If this is what he wants, then fine, I may as well enjoy myself." Just his saliva and mine. I wasn’t a survivalist or farmer or any stuff like that, but I at least knew how to split wood and maintain a house. Lysera inhaled sharply, “You are sure? Again prompted by a silent broadcast, Serah reached down and started rubbing herself frantically, building up speed on her pussy as she started to climb onto the balls of her feet. She walked carefully the rest of the way, worried that walking too quickly might be asking for trouble, and kept one hand reality public swinging loosely by her side, ready to snap into action if her skirts caught a guest of wind again. She actually smiled and said thank you sir. He pushed, and pushed, and pushed! She blinked, her face still unreadable. But if you are squeamish and don't like this Brunette type of story leave right now, you've been warned. I came on his dick.