Light flickered in the depths of the Altar of Souls. The amulet trembled atop it. It quivered, the light spilling around it, wrapping it up asian and gripping it. I shook my head. The time had come. My women all stared at the altar with such wrapped attention. They stood around it, the flashing, flickering, strobing energy dancing through the heart of the altar spilled over them, somehow brighter—realer—than the sunlight falling on their shoulders. It illuminated their faces, made silhouettes of them. I drank it in. This final moment. For a moment, Ealaín stood with them, her body blowjob a wraith conjured from my imagination. She stared at me, nodding her head. She knew what I had to do, her face twisted with pain. It would be so much easier if she was alive and here to protect my women. But Aingeal had her Hardcore powers while Nathalie, Greta, and Zanyia would protect Ava and Kora. They had their armor. Their powers. They didn't need me. It hurt. Daddy I wanted to rip out my heart. I cumshot wanted to pluck it still-beating from my breast. I would clutch it in my bloody hand. I wanted to cast out this pain. It would make this so much easier. I made my deal. The phylactery was about to be destroyed. I had to slip away while they all had their focus on the altar. I gathered the shadows, pulling them around me. I made myself fade, blending in with the dancing umbral on the ground. Next came the restraints. “Give me your hand,” she said softly, and pulled his hand up and under the front of Hardcore her skirt till it was flush against her crotch. Brie nodded. She then raised off of me and said “Ok…just a minute, I need to catch my breath.” She breathed in and out like a woman having contractions and then, looking at my eyes again, she reached between us, grabbed my penis and guided it back to her opening. But she always smiles at me and says “hi”. By the time my father came by on his way out after work, the store was fairly slow, but it was a Tuesday evening. It’s fun, plus it’ll help us get to know each other a little better. “She’s not exactly available.” Going through to the pool I saw Carrie and the 2 Japanese girls in the pool; the Japs were in the deep end, one was holding onto the rail round the side whilst the other was near the middle. Without realizing it, her body was right on the edge. “Yeah she did” “The captain told us about your little encounter with him,” Lorraine said, her voice barely above a whisper. It was actually quite nice and Rachel couldn't help being fascinated and slightly aroused by his massive muscles. Lisa of course tried but there was no help. At first June was disgusted by his cock in her mouth this was what her husband wanted her to degrade herself and do Daddy to him. It was the first gentle touch and kindness Tina had felt cumshot since she got to the island and for a moment she forgot about her pain ridden body. "So what do you do when you are done sucking my husband?" she asked. She broke our kiss. So I opened the door, went in and saw him. Her passion echoed around me. Her body quivered and quaked. Sandy's mind was in a world of its own with all the sensations of pain and orgasms that were flowing through every inch of her body she no longer desired to get away but to let go and accept her fate as a total slut. “Oh, Good asian Mother,” Julia gasped, her usual, pious nature returning to her, “I can’t believe I said those things!” "Aaahhh," his sister screeched. I slammed the door behind me and carefully took out the blowjob note, unfolding it and beginning to read it. Connie and I turned down the offer but Kat decided to take him up on his offer. I bend over and kissed her anyway. And to think that she'd noticed him staring at her chest all along....could this day get any worse?