I did it because she didn’t want to, and it made me feel powerful. Jade was beautiful, with beige teen flesh, big, slanted eyes, a delicate nose and chin, and a permanent flush in her subtle cheeks. She almost looked like a doll. She stared fixedly into my eyes as she said her vows, one after the other, each wordy sentence culminating to one idea: the samurai of Breyta would do anything for me without question, or hesitation. My MILF gaze wandered slowly to Lucilla’s, and I saw the concern on her face. Then my gaze slid to Night Eyes, and I saw the grin on hers, and I smiled back. BRANDON Bianca was a boisterous woman who seemed incapable of speaking in used anything but a yell. In fact, the Ofanians in general seemed to be a very… lively bunch. They beat their breastplates and stomped their feet in rhythm with Bianca’s dance, and she shouted her vows like everyone within amateur a quarter mile needed to hear them. “I wonder if she’s just as obnoxious in bed.” Diamond whispered in my ear. “Valkyries are abstinent.” I replied. “I guess Astrid never got the memo.” Diamond giggled. “What kind of a god would I be if I made my followers debase themselves for my own amusement?” “You’d be Willowbud.” “She at least has an excuse for being an evil bitch.” “Is that why you like her? Because she’s a bad girl?” Diamond’s hand was sneaking behind me, “I can be a bad girl too, Brandon. I’ve heard all about where you like women to put their fingers; I can give you something betteraaaaAAH!” And Diamond was pulled off her feet by the antlers, kicking and screaming in the air. Justina scolded her promiscuous paramour as Ursa lumbered away with Diamond thrashing below Blowjobs her jowls. Bianca didn’t miss a beat, and labored through the last steps of her violent dance, the sweat flinging from her brown skin, her wooly, braided hair flying from her head. With a twirl of her curved sword, a battle cry, and a back flip, Bianca ended the ceremony, and plunged her weapon into the ground. She breathed heavily, then looked up at me. “I…” I had no idea what to say, “thank... you…?” “Do you accept the vows I have offered, and do you believe me worthy of speaking for Clan Ofan?” Bianca shouted, like it was demand instead of a question. “Yes…?” I asked, like it was a question instead of a confirmation. Bianca’s warlike demeanor immediately vanished, and a delighted smile spread across her face. Finally the time came, I got back from work a little earlier than usual and had a nice shower before leaving. I turn down the pitch black alley between Brook and Abbey street with a particularly angry erection, as rain begins to speckle my windshield. I started cumming again without even touching myself. I was becoming her, so I used an old mask as a stopgap; Corruption. Sam was stroking her temple with one hand and using the other to hold his semi-erect dick and move it from side to side, used the head grazing across her amateur cheek and lips. Mine was taken from me. I enjoyed it, to be honest, but I would rather have given it away. teen The fantasy Blowjobs begins with me acting as a biologist trying to find new species in a forgotten rainforest, and escalates when said tribesmen capture me, tie me to a pole, and haul me through MILF the brush. Deeper and deeper he worked his cock into my butt. She rotated her lips with her suction, her cheeks going gaunt with the pull of her mouth, her curled tongue sliding around me. I groaned. She pulled me into…into her classroom and started to beat me. She…she told me she’s been doing…beating girls for…for twenty years.”