“Huh,” Justina mused, guiding me to sit beside her on the couch, “that’s very… adult of you, Brandon.” “I’ve had to grow up fast.” He frowned, looking out the window, “What in the holy fuck am I supposed to do about them? I knew when I made a temple that I’d get some visitors, but I didn’t think I’d get the whole fucking city!” “I guess being a god made you popular; who would’ve thought?” I said without thinking, my snide voice sounding nothing at all like Diamond’s. Justina pinched me on the ass, her jaw working. Brandon’s frown broke into a grin, and I caught his eyes, and was trapped in them. Oh… fuck. “I guess so.” Brandon smiled, “Good thing I’m such a people-person. When did you learn sarcasm? That doesn’t sound like the Diamond I met.” “Diamond’s a very fast learner,” Justina said, pinching my ass even harder, “her social skills have really flourished.” “You’ve made a project out of her.” Brandon laughed, “Now I see why you love her: she’s just an experiment you can fuck!” “Kind of like that abomination you were making in Gloria’s coffin.” I sniggered. Brandon looked sharply at me, a touch of anger in his eyes. Oh shit, did that just turn me on? Then it curled into a devilish grin, That definitely did it. Oh-no-oh-no-oh-no-oh-no. “Justina’s really rubbing off on you, huh?” Brandon sneered. “It’s usually the other way around, actually.” I smirked back. Stay in character! “God, you must be something else,” Brandon said, eyes staring where I wanted him to look, “to tame a succubus blonde without enslaving one is basically the pinnacle of manliness, and you’re not even a man.” “Neither are you, really.” Stop, Angela! “Ouch!” Brandon exclaimed to the increasingly-nervous Justina, “She bites!” “Oh, anal I do much more.” (Don’t you dare lick your lips, you whore!) I said, licking my lips. “You talk a big game for an infant.” Brandon smirked, “Does your mother know you’re skipping naptime?” “Naptime with Mommy can be so exhausting,” I whispered, leaning forward until my tits were big cocks practically spilling from my shirt, (stop-stop-stop-stop-stop!) “nobody ever gets any sleep.” “MOVING ON!” Justina yelled before Brandon and I jumped on each other. Her fingers were almost drawing blood from my backside, the nails Hardcore were digging so deeply, “What is it you wanted from blowjob us, Brandon?” “I want you to tell me what to do with them.” Brandon said, gesturing out his window, “You’re the smartest person I know, Justina; how do I make this work?” Yes, in that way I am a slave to my callers. Evan made sure to remember the names of the members of the board of that company who were responsible for stealing his creation. Ravi feeling excited on touching her hot moist cunt started caressing its lips with his fingers while his thumb circled over the thick bush of pubic hair. This time, she leaned in with me and we resumed our embrace. I say. I sighed in relief. “So your just have Rosey Palmer huh?” She said I squirted some onto my hands, then spread it over her back, at her shoulders, I paused a moment. I squirmed against the side of the stall, the lusts surging through me. It would be so easy. “Yeah, let's go talk over...” I looked around. Sliding down slowly as Stephen's big dick impales my pussy. I told the bitch not to touch him, and she’d fucking done it big cocks anyway. I could see Coach brutally thrust into my body blonde Hardcore over and over again. I rise blowjob up on my knees, keeping anal myself between the man and Cindy and place my hands on his sweasty chest. They mainly liked to rape and torture the girls without thinking. Her hands took my head, and pulled my mouth back to her clit, for me to suck for all I was worth. So with my throat currently locked into the collar section and my hands secured and useless out at the bracelets, I don’t have the use of my arms in any way. “Thanks, I feel so much better.” She dryly replied.