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A youthful, joyous feeling bubbled and grew inside her, a strange love, love for herself, for life, for Darius. She knew it was going to be a great day. Darius had never thought it would be so easy. At first he’d downloaded TOR not really expecting much - he had been inspired by stories of strange and horrifying ventures into the dark, twisted underbelly of the deep web. It was fair to say he found a sense of community with the introverted, internet eccentrics he encountered online. Before he knew it he had catapulted himself into an incredibly niche corner of the world, which simultaneously threatened to overwhelm him with its stupefying immensity. He found himself caught in a adorable web of conspiracy, extremism, esoteric knowledge and philosophies he’d never heard of, let alone attempt to understand. As soon as he’d heard the rumours: tales of Mexican drug lords rewiring the minds of whistle-blowers for a gruesome fight to the death with their colleagues, Asian businessmen brainwashing young homeless women to form harems in underground gangs - he knew he had to delve deeper. A whisper on one Brunette thread led to an IP on another, and after spending a whole lot of bitcoin he had soon pieced together a name and a virtual location from fragments of internet folklore. A guy selling malware, a mind-altering virus based on a simple text message. From stumbling randomly onto a random thread, to piecing together the rumours, he now had the power to control anyone on a whim. He mused this as he ambled into softcore his next lesson. Still, he thought, he needed an education. Sure, he could simply convince any employer to give him a job, but what if his supplier went cold? He would have to be smart. That is why he was sat now, staring at Mr Burnham, as he tolerated a scolding about his absence. I am the alluring future, old man. He thought. And soon, weak men like you will be begging to be spared by men like me. Isabelle entered her class, the creak of the door cutting off Mr Edwards mid-lecture. With an exaggerated sigh, he began another. ‘Isabelle.’ he said, savouring the opportunity to once again deliver some harsh verbal discipline. ‘This is the second day on the trot. It’s the final year of Big Tits your high school education, and I do not want to be calling your parents, and having to tell them that their daughter is slacking when she should be working hardest.’ His harsh features would have appeared utterly serious to any but the most perceptive student, but a small glint in his eye betrayed to Isabelle a secret pleasure at admonishing the girl. Isabelle felt a paralysingly cold feeling of anxiety shiver through her. ‘Oh no, Sir, it’s not nece-’ ‘Silence. I won’t call up your parents, but this behaviour is not acceptable. Is that clear?’ ‘Yes Sir, it won’t happen again Sir-’ ‘Great. Now that’s cleared up - turn to page 172 of your textbooks and complete Exercise 2a. We can discuss answers in…’ he looked at the clock. ‘Say, 5 minutes.’ After sharing a sheepish look with Nicole, she opened up her textbook and began to work. Isabelle didn’t like to admit it, but his harsh tone had only fed into a need that she had only ever felt around Darius; to submit. A wash of goosebumps broke out on her skin at the thought and she shivered, rubbing her bare thighs together. Mr Edwards licked his lips. He found it hard to believe, but Isabelle appeared even more attractive than yesterday. It’s her heels… he realised. Those definitely aren’t school policy… An idea took form in his mind, and his eyes shone with glee. Delightful… "OOOHHH GOD YES, I NEED CUM. He then told me to explain to Bridie that I was happy with the arrangement. She is moaning as I keep up my oral assault. He grabbed her hands. To her relief her parents agreed on the promise that there would be no drinking, even though she was 18. She was grabbed, and given what she was owed. As much as I tried to refuse her advances when she was horny all she had to do was rub my clit and breasts for a few moments and I would melt and let her do as she pleased. Then I heard her open her door. He was as hot as our son. I could smell my tart passion perfuming the air. Her soft sexy lips . . . Her brother is a couple years younger, I’m not sure he had discovered girls yet so he had no reason to suspect anything was going on. I could not believe my body was so turned on. Ahh, The sacrifices we make.” I grabbed at her waist with both hands. "Fuck me harder!" she bucked up her hips to meet my thrusting causing my cock to go even deeper inside her derriere. “Would you quickly show it to me, before sis comes home?” adorable she asked, still staring at my erection. “I thought I’d hate it. “You might want to be careful flashing that silver here. He was going to humiliate me now. Brunette Tegan glanced around the room. For your information I like sucking cock so much that most times softcore She put the brush down and looked critically at her Big Tits outfit. She was great and understanding although because I was on the road so much she was racking up huge international phone bills calling her family all the time. As I was bobbing on the one young guy's penis and stroking the other one's penis. I couldn't imagine what had her alluring in such a state, so I quickly dried off and pulled on my robe. When the man pulled his cock out of her cunt, she slid off the bar and landed on the floor in a crumpled heap. "Yes, suck that juice off those delicate fingers. You make each hit hard and count till you know I am crying but your oddly extremely turned on and you know you want to make sure I never want another spanking you continue slowly methodically and make each hit hard and count "That wasn't as disgusting as I thought it would be." she said,"How about you?" She took more and more of it into her mouth until she had almost the entire thing down her throat.