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Freydis didn’t seem to want to look at anyone, or even herself. She kept her gaze fixed upward, then dead-ahead when she sat up. Lucilla handed her a wet towel, and Freydis cleaned herself carefully, not daring to look at what had been done indian to her. “What you said earlier to the elf, about not denying me;” Freydis said quietly, “was it a lie?” “No,” Lucilla said, placing a tentative hand on Freydis’s muscular teasing shoulder, “but not until after Julia banishes them.” I wasn’t sure if I wanted to know what that was about, but whatever it was, it seemed to ease some of the tension in Freydis’s shoulders. She turned back to me, and gave me a weak, although companionable smile. “Hello, Diamond.” Freydis said, “It seems you’ve finally gotten to see the ‘ripe butt’ you so coveted. I hope it’s not a disappointment.” It was an awkward attempt at levity, but I guessed given what Freydis had been through, it was a miracle that she had any sense of humor. “You look like a juicy peach!” I grinned, affecting Diamond’s overly friendly voice. Freydis offered a bigger smile, which faded when she looked at Justina. “And the one called ‘Tera.’” Freydis said, “You are in league with her?” “She is my mother.” Justina wouldn’t meet Freydis’s eyes. She was clearly intimidated by the Valkyrie. Either that, or she was mentally running through everything she’d done to Freydis’s daughter. “Please tell her to stop searching for me.” Freydis said, “I am no threat to His Holiness, but if his Ofanians engage, I will defend myself.” “You have to leave Drastin.” Justina said quietly, still staring at the floor, “If you die, then Astrid is High Guard of Iona, and Willowbud becomes their master. Mom won’t stop hunting you until you’re far away.” Freydis looked like she’d say something, then she stopped herself, and turned to Lucilla. Lucilla shook her head, and Freydis nodded slightly. “Very well.” Freydis said slowly, “I will leave Drastin today. A winged-warrior’s word is bond, so you must know that I will.” Justina nodded without looking up. There was a pregnant silence between the four of us, and it hung heavily in the air. Finally, Lucilla mercifully broke it. “Astrid and Tera’s performance will be over soon, so you two better be off, or Justina will miss her… meal.” Lucilla looked apologetically at Freydis, whose clenched jaw was twitching. Justina didn’t feel the need for polite salutations, and hurriedly got to her feet, and masturbate dragged me with her. Lucilla’s hand clasped mine, and for a moment, she held me still, her eyes pleading. Justina Big Tits pulled me out of the hold, and Lucilla withdrew her hand sharply, as if worried she’d overstepped herself. “Bye, Aunt Latina Lucilla!” I called as we left the room. Lucilla raised her hand after me, her posture bowed pathetically, the sadness evident in her eyes. I felt like a total cunt rejecting her as I was, but what could I do? One misstep, and I’d have Julia to contend with. Worse than that, Brandon would have Julia to contend with. BRANDON Goddamn, did Julia look good today. She and Willowbud strutted across the mall toward my temple wearing their best outfits: their birthday suits. I spied them from the window of my maple, and I closed the wall of my office. A funky bassline played in my head as I began to strip; the MILF divine threesome was finally happening. About time. I had my pants around my ankles when I saw that the two goddesses had halted before my bamboo entrance, and stood naked in front of the thousands of people who camped on the mall. They unabashedly lauded their nudity to the adulation of the masses, then they stepped through my gate, and quickly threw on clothes once they were out of the public’s eyeshot. Stefani nodded her head. I loved the pleasure. Layla was still alive. She has quite an imagination but says that she is too shy to let any boys get further that a snog and a grope. The fireflies ruled the night. Coop grabbed my hand teasing and we danced for everyone, my long gown flowing as we spun and moved effortlessly around the arena. “Smart,” I said. “Oh yeah, you see that, that’s a nice tight shit hole, you know why I MILF call it a shit hole right now boy?” Mike exclaimed all I can do is shake my head to express no. She fucked Mark hard Big Tits and he really pounded her cunt. “Mortimer and Randolph,” he says naming the founding partners of his Brokerage house. "Nanu, so offen plötzlich" Ich öffnete die Augen. So channeling several past experiences and the pain she felt from the two knots locked inside of her she cried out. You must listen, digest, formulate a response, and verbalize that response…now, who is in control of the sex in this house?” my hands motion as if trying to pull something towards me. Part 18 I ached to hold her. She bent forward and kissed him as her hand slowly slipped down his chest toward his maleness. indian “You could bend over and clean up that naughty Mommy-slut's cunt. We have achieved the American Dream, so masturbate to speak. It was lovely and warm and the bubbles didn’t stop. “No, Latina no, no!” she gasped, bucking from her climax. Those strong hands on my waist lifting me easily to where my blanket and lunch were. I mean.