I lost myself in the heat of it, lost myself in the throes of sweat, of skin, of piercing closeness in my most intimate places. I screeched around Tom, bucked my hips against Jericho, smashed my ass asian against Damian, and writhed to the dance of orgasm. Love me, Daddy. Willowbud’s whisper cut through the noise, Love me like you used to. Night Eyes spoke the next words, I don’t remember Daddy ever loving me like this. Of course, we’ve both changed so much, haven’t we, Daddy? I tried so hard to follow your rules, Willowbud sounded ashamed, but I couldn’t stand the pain. I’m sorry, Daddy. Night Eyes sardonically chuckled the words now, I’m sorry, but I’m just not your little girl anymore. If you knew about the things I’d done, you’d never speak to me again. Willowbud’s voice came now, desperate, tortured, But I won’t let you find out about me! I won’t let you see what I’ve become! You can’t stay with me, but I can’t let you leave knowing what I am! Why did you have to keep looking for me? Why couldn’t you have just pussy given up like everyone else?! I’M DEAD, DADDY! I’VE ROTTED TO NOTHING! I came with a back-wrenching scream, and I felt the stone, the earth, the bedrock hundreds of feet below me. They solidified in my mind, a picture of granite and shale, connected to me like my veins, at the mercy of my heart. Warmth shot into me, hot seed seeping into my pummeled insides. Wetness sprayed over me, hot, red, smelling of iron. The bodies dropped; holes in their heads, looks of ecstasy frozen across their dead faces. I looked at them dumbly from clear eyes… Willowbud’s eyes… my eyes. It wasn’t me that killed your father. Corruption spoke into my ear, expelled from my mind, holding onto our meld by a fraying thread, It was you, Willowbud. You didn’t want him to see what we’d made of you, so you killed him. I was blameless. I only wanted to take the pain away, but you wanted so much to feel it. “I feel it.” I hissed, staring at the corpses I’d made, the fathers I’d stolen. Oh, did I feel it. A weight sinking into the pit of me, dragging all the joy, hope and light into its depths. Guilt. I felt something else as well, something hot, scalding, excruciating. I turned to see Sister Julia outstretched exotic hand, a plasmatic orb of white shining like the sun from its center. Behind her, Astrid swung her sword blindly at walls and columns, vainly trying to save me through unseeing eyes. And that was what drove me back into Corruption’s arms; the sight of Astrid; tattooed, disgraced, stripped of everything she once held dear, and still trying to save me. Oh god, what have I done to you? Didn’t I tell you I wasn’t your god? Why japan didn’t you listen to me? japanese Why did you stay with me?! I only kill the ones I love! I looked up at Sister Julia before it happened, and she saw my eyes. Her mouth dropped, her hand extinguished, and she faltered. Kill me. I thought as I tasted Corruption’s kiss, and felt her opium wash over me. My head tilted back, my diaphragm expanded, and I breathed the sweet relief into my veins, feeling the guilt seep from me, feeling Willowbud crawl back into her hole. She wore a halter top asian beneath, no evidence of a bra. “A weekend, huh?” she said. She has a skinny waist that leads down to an absolutely perfect big juicy ass, hips, and soft smooth legs all of which I love pussy to sink my teeth into. Her amazing body pressed into mine. “Is something wrong, honey?” Just enough to have merely grazed his mauve backside, and, catching hold of his piece firmly, send his his small spheroid body, along with the remaining remnant, flinging along the board. “Ok, Cassie, let’s get away from these pervs before they take advantage of you.” Tony said and took my hand. My whole figure shimmered a bit, and I made my boobs jiggle a bit in the process. “Nothing like tight, hot, young cunt wrapped around your cock,” Mom groaned. Her moans echoed through the living room. “What does Alex say about this?” They didn't even consider, Viola, the council just said no. They are so short the bottom curve over her young ass can be seen as she walks. cumming….. Living somewhere close to the last memories of her Mother. I stroked up her legs and back japan again, moving the robe as far back as possible so I had the perfect view of her sexy thighs. Reluctantly with much initial guilt and apprehension I attended Mrs. Catherine Wyatt's viewing and funeral. “And not just any. “Bye,” Darlene said. There was a pair of tables on the stage as well. He’d swim up behind them and goose them, or pick them up and toss them across the water. “Mmm, when I was a kid, Clap japanese On was big,” Daddy said. “Harder...please,” she whined between thrusts. I opened my eyes again to see her exotic kneeling beside me, her luscious tits hanging, and my cock partially in her mouth. “Um… okay” “No, not with you.” How about you save me a dance later?” Traci, I am going to untie your arms now. "Shelby? She waved him off; that shit makes Jose almost tolerable. “Well, that’s his problem. It wasn't bad. Well, neither did he. Despite the lack of lubricant on her ass Penny loved the feelings and the burning sensations just heightened her enjoyment. What should they do? I grinned at her, my hands cupping her dark face while my pussy spasmed around her thick futa-cock. So many different things. Closed the door and hung up my panties, sat down on my chair for what felt like 15 minutes, I was growing a little impatient, it wasn’t like it to be this incredibly slow. Mister O wasted no time in attacking the others in sight. I was so close to another beautiful burst of pleasure.