My cock glided into her welcoming heat, and rubbed along her clit as I drove in contest with her lascivious motions. “What makes you think I am what you say I couple am?” I asked, locking into her rhythm and pumping as she pushed our pelvises together. “Your sister is dead, Brandon,” Tera smiled, her mouth partially agape and exhaling sweet tones, “but she’s still here. How much Bhabhi power do you think it takes to defy death itself?” “But,” I sputtered, gritting my teeth as I forced an orgasm down, “I didn’t do anything!” “Yes, you did,” Tera gasped, reaching behind me and clutching my shoulders for leverage, dragging her warm, soft body against mine, “you just didn’t know what you were doing. Extreme stress can unlock the power of a Creator,” she turned my chin up to meet hers, and she displayed a set of sparkling white teeth between her lush lips, “or extreme pleasure.” Her hand moved from my chin and entangled in the hair at the back of my head. She gently pulled backward, and I compliantly tilted my head to reveal the vulnerable curve of my neck. She kissed me there, softly, comfortingly, and I felt my mind lose its need to question her. I couldn’t sense… what was her name again? The woman… the girl… she was always with me, wasn’t she? Where was she? Where did she go? It didn’t matter; desi nothing but Tera mattered. Tera’s thighs gently squeezing my waist, Tera’s soft abdomen sinking into my belly, Tera’s warm breasts squishing against sex my chest, and Tera’s tender kisses sucking love against my neck, were the only things that mattered. The warmth of her body, the softness of her flesh, the soothing nature of her motions, and the tight, delicate heat of her insides were the only things present in the world. She massaged me from within; drawing me deeper into her lust Lily with the lewd muscles of her erogeneity as her seduction drew me further from my mind with the gentle guidance of her enslavement. ANGELA My mind was flooded with fractured memories, odd sensations, blurs of images and words, and a swirling tempest of different emotions. It was maddening, excruciating, and utterly confusing, but I gritted my mental teeth, and stormed through it, hoping it would calm. Eventually, it did, and I opened someone else’s eyes. Hello? a voice called from the depths of my mind. Justina? “Oh, yes, yes!” She was put up for sale at the next market and sold to the highest bidder who took her off somewhere never to be seen again. Daddy was a good man. Her hands had somehow snaked around my neck without me sex noticing and she pulled me with her. Daddy lifted his head and had a huge grin spreading across his lips. “I said, that’s enough!” I shouted at them both, “Why don’t you two just piss off, before one of you gets hurt!” The girls all nodded in agreement. There was no clit-dick thrusting up before me, no shaft bobbing and twitching, seizing my attention. Beth opened a drawer and pulled out the ear Lily buds and put them on. Joy was very curious and watching us. “Ok.” She said, looking amused. “I did… I did that for Sansa,” she said. He put the DNA in the scanner, make the selections and the system generates the desi clone, and when he Bhabhi is ready to get rid of the clone they simply step back into the machine and are converted back into matter for the next couple project.