Why was everyone ignoring me? What the fuck was Brandon going to do? “Cover me,” Brandon said to Astrid, “they don’t need to know yet.” Astrid nodded solemnly, and shielded our box with her wings, blocking out the sunlight and the crowd. I stared dumbly at her, trying to figure out what the fuck was going on, when I felt something sharp pressing to my throat. “This is dipped in Nightshade,” Angela whispered in my ear, “just one scratch is all it will take, Willowbud. You shouldn’t leave packets of poison in the trash; you never know who might go digging in there.” “Angela,” Brandon said, shaking his head at the girl holding a wooden spike to my throat, “we’ll never save her if she doesn’t trust us.” “Fuck you, Brandon!” Angela yelled back, “You don’t know her! You’re in Corruption’s favor, so you get the boyfriend treatment, but the rest of us have to deal with the real Night Eyes! I’m not fucking moving!” “What the fuck is going on?!” I hissed at Brandon, not daring to move my neck, not daring to kill Justina lest Angela’s hand slip, “What do you know?!” “I know all kinds of things,” Brandon smiled sadly back, “and I know that I can trust you. Angela, put it down.” Angela tensed behind me, seemingly prepared to disobey the man she somehow knew, seemingly ready to push the spike into my throat and end it all. She breathed a Hardcore reluctant sigh against my neck and let the spike drop, and I wheeled around on her, feeling earth and rock beneath me, feeling a million different ways to exact my cumshot revenge. Something stopped me. A anal whisper in my mind, a feeling in my chest. Corruption couldn’t talk to me, but she still spoke with painful clarity. ‘Don’t do it,’ the feeling seemed to say, ‘show restraint, but only for now. Later, Willowbud, later. You can kill her later.’ I stopped myself, staring at the stone-cold eyes of Angela. She wasn’t afraid to die at all. Somehow, I knew that killing Justina wouldn’t do a fucking thing to her. Angela wasn’t the insane-half of my dearest cousin; Angela’s eyes belonged to big the man I was falling in love with, the man glowing with sapphire power behind Astrid’s stretched blowjob wings. The Life Giver. Tera’s wound stitched together, the color came back to her flesh, the light came back to her eyes. Brandon caressed her face soothingly as she thrashed in pain, and then relaxed as the final cut closed, leaving her perfectly fine on the stones, her blood staining the ground beneath her. Tears welled in her eyes, and she sobbed silently as Brandon planted an affectionate kiss on her brow, and whispered soft tenderness into her ear. I giggled big when I remembered the show he’d given me the cumshot night before, but I resisted the urge to message him. I could feel the tip of my cock bump into the bottom of her pussy as my balls touched her ass. “By the way, now that we're on the subject of sex, I can’t get that video out of my head. She let out a moan and plunged her middle finger inside her in place of the cock she wanted there. They’re almost the same height. The girls looked anal amazing, tits bouncing pussies wet and slippery, backs arched small amounts of sweat forming on their bodies. “Honey, it is ok, do it but don’t overdo it. have a firm grip. I chose him to blowjob be my owner. I think I know what love feels like, thanks.” I was heart broken but still stroking myself feverishly. She seemed eager. “I want you to go shave this off.” She looks at him horrified. I could feel him tighten his grip on my jaw and hip. “Uh-huh” Brandon repeated, Hardcore a little more urgency and desperation in his voice. Trying my best, I took it in my mouth and started sucking. “No. It is definitely David. I was close before and within minutes I was blowing a load into her mouth. "Come on. “I usually just call them imps,” I said hastily. Julie started to wonder about their fate as it was obvious these native women were interested in their bodies as sexual play things. Speaking loudly he said, They spoke for a moment, and then her mom gave her a warm embrace. Whenever he didn’t have one, he would seek one - it was pretty much his hobby. Have fun at work tomorrow, bitch cunt. Who would have thought that an act as simple as skinny-dipping would elicit such a profound response? "Are you okay?" I shuddered, burying into her spasming flesh.