Joy saw the blowjob hunger in my eyes, and her sneer slowly faded.� “Mother?” She asked, her voice unsure. She looked to her father, and I followed her gaze. Vita was staring at me, his eyes half-lidded and wild, his arousal stirring between his legs. I could see that he wanted to cause me pain, and that knowledge made me want it as well, but I sought further depravities, for Corruption always seeks to stoop lower. We went to low places that night. Never had an Elemental laid a hand on one of our parents, but that night, I did. I took the sleeping warlord from his bed, and hurled him from the tower window. He awoke just in time to realize the end, and his horrific scream was cut with sickening crack of his breaking body. Joy screamed, but Vita just stared, unflinching, his hunger even greater. For power only covets more of itself, and now that the warlord was dead, there was a great vacuum of power.� “Why?!” Joy shrieked, staring out the window. She turned to me, her face twisted in rage, and she charged me with teeth bared, and manic hatred in her eyes. Joy pounced on me, and I wrapped my arms about her in a maternal embrace, and let her vent her hatred, her darkness. She bit, scratched, and pulled, but to no avail, for Elementals were immortal, and the injuries she dealt healed instantly. I felt her naked suppleness pressed to me, the way her lithe muscles worked beneath the flesh, and I could not stop myself. I sank my fingers into her succulent flank, and rolled us onto the bed.� “Mother, what are you-” but her objection was cut short with the press of my lips, which opened her own to deliver my tongue. She stared at me, her golden eyes wide with horror, tinging their natural white for a moment as the mask of her golden body fell. “Here let me help you.” In the dark of my room I can just make out her pulling on the bottom of her t shirt and feeling it pull off of her and her chest now free. We returned to the beach and perched ourselves on a rock beside the seaside like our first kiss there was no talking just holding eachother and a lot of making out but our making out got more intense I felt Daisy’s tounge enter my blowjob mouth I felt her claw my arm as she deeply madeout with me I reached into her panties and rammed my finger inside her she didn’t seem to care much for it so I kept going till we heard a couple of people coming towards us I immediately withdrew my finger from her sort of damp pussy and saw that my finger was lightly coated in blood I quickly tried to hide my finger but Daisy caught site and went to check her pussy I thought she was on her period but it turns out I accidently cut her vaginal wall with my finger nail while I was fingering her nothing major just a little scratch. As do others in the crowd. “I need ID.” Alone, to only be used when the need arises I have been there Tempro, locked away 'til the next battery of tests." Maria asked. "Marty!" My hair swayed about my face. He wanted to drive me home but I told him that my brother was picking me up.” “You like that drink, don’t you?” She said. I was young and stupid…” We both exploded in about five minutes. The Blow it to hell." I realized that she had been licking my mouth to wake me up and that had turned into a kiss in my dream. "Tell me more about what happened with your brother and the other boy. The feeling was incredible, we were sliding against each other, our pussys’ were so wet. I pulled him away and knelt down. I looked over to the door and saw Sonja, a big smile on her beautiful face. She sucked slowly, eyes closed, enjoying the taste of her cunt juices on his cock. The maid leaves to get me something to drink. The last 5 strokes all landed on my clit and by the end it felt as big as Jon’s dick. It was Carrie who, being a lawyer, managed to calm both women down and I could see him glancing down at my tits, nipples hard from the cold air and visible through my dress. "Umm, that's fine Michael. He was going to have me put away. There is something teasing and slightly unsatisfying about not being in control and not driving my cock into her. That kept me going. “Are you wearing that egg again Georgia?”