I’ll be forever known as the arch-matriarch who let Arbortus be destroyed by the enemy.” I climbed the smoldering wreckage of the womb, and crested the wooden crater to find Julia sitting cross-legged in the middle teen of it all, with what could only be her daughter sitting in her lap. I knew it the moment I saw her; the resemblance was uncanny. The girl’s eyes flicked to me, and she grew small in her mother’s arms like a shy toddler, an action that seemed incredibly odd coming from a girl in her mid-teens. Julia eyed me for a second, a maternal look of protectiveness on her face big that I didn’t much tits care for. She turned her attention to the girl, nuzzling her mouth against her daughter’s pointed ears, and whispering something. The girl tentatively relaxed, and Julia nodded for me to come forward. This… this was going to be tough. I could immediately tell I was no longer the most important person in Julia’s life, and that did not gel with me. I silently cursed Passion once more as I made my way to the new family, trying to figure out how I fit into it. “This is Lucilla,” Julia said to her daughter, watching me as I approached, “she’s kind of like my wife, but we’re not married.” “Hi Lucilla.” The girl said, smiling a small smile. I returned it with a smile of my own, though there wasn’t anything genuine behind it, and Julia could tell. “Lucilla doesn’t know you,” Julia said, staring hard into my eyes, “but she will, and you two will learn to love each other, because that’s what family does.” That message was loud and clear; I could either be the bitchy step-mom, or the cool one, and my choice would dictate the new dynamic of our relationship. I Hardcore naturally leaned toward the former option, but I’d try my damnedest to be the latter. I took a seat next to Julia, grinning internally as I felt Passion’s ashes shift between cum my ass cheeks. How’s that smell, you home-wrecking cunt? “What’s your name?” I asked the girl in Julia’s lap. “I don’t have a name.” she replied. “What would you like your name to be?” Julia asked her daughter. “Um…” the girl mused, looking around, “how about… Diamond?” “Doesn't your Mom usually go to Vegas to see Marissa?” Courtney asked as I sat down between Tammy and Rita. All the poor girl could do though was Hardcore focus on the monstrous dick in front of her. “Dona?” I blinked at the brunette girl who flounced out. “Okay.” A pale, scrawny throat swallowed with an audible 'gulp' as tits the cold gaze sent shivers throughout his form, and all he could do was freeze in total big silence. It was a dark blue one piece, and deliberately two sizes too small. OMG he is getting bigger and harder inside me .. It was stretching her so wide, dormant nerve endings inside her vagina were awakening and starting to tingle. Today though, her hair was high on her head, in a ponytail, she was wearing a fifties style rock and roll dress. Walking towards her room she is adjusting the towel on her head as I ask" was that a teen yes for cum coffee" she pause mid stride to say “yes please “, with her hands busy at her head the towel around her body fell straight to the floor. She gently pushes Sophie on her back and start to kiss her passionately.