Big Tit Indian Vanessa POV

Hatred grinned broadly at me, then sat cross-legged on the stones. I sat across from her, and she began her tale. “Father and mother had a daughter, and she listened closely to what they taught her, to the Indian Girls Fucking river, her daddy brought her, ‘be careful, girl; she comes from the water.’ But the girl was full of pride, so as the moon swelled the tide, on the sandy shore she waited, and Black emerged, quite elated. Black asked if the girl was born a royal, if she had lords and dukes to spoil, and she told Black ‘in the fields I toil, for my blood is worth less than soil.’ Black told her ‘no, your blood is pure, but of a lineage quite obscure, I can raise your family’s name, to pride and glory, fortune and fame.’ She asked Black, ‘and what must I pay, and how can I trust what you say?’ and Black said, ‘a child is all I need, and only after I’ve done the deed.’ But this is not my tale I tell, but of another who once fell, a story told a thousand times, from a thousand different rhymes. A family with regal potential, lacking something quintessential, Black gave them the credential, and their rise was exponential. But it was not for their own gain, as only puppets they did reign, for Black hates all society, all nations of all variety. Chaos is what she thinks is fair, so she melds with power’s heir, and when they’re set like dominoes, she purses her lips, grins, and blows.” “Flora.” I whispered, “Flora made a deal with Corruption!” Hatred didn’t respond. She looked at her realm, and worked her jaw, her eyes burning with emotion. “This used to be a land of green, the prettiest world you’d ever seen, of trees and grass and weeds and flowers, but it all wilted in the final hours.” “What?” I asked, “Hatred, do you remember being alive?” “If you know that you’re insane, then perhaps you’re simply vain, does knowing the state of my true self, make me just a rational elf?” Hatred prompted, “I know what I’m supposed to be, but is this what I chose to be? Am I hatred at the core, or is there yet another door?” Hatred grinned evilly at me, “Or perhaps it is my final center, and when my ancient mind you enter, you’ll see a truth I cannot see, but the last person you should tell, is me. For I am made of pain and death, of words spoken in heated breath, and if you tell me from where I come, I might go back to where you’re from.” Hatred was on me in a flash, her teeth pulling my lower lip, her hands digging nails into my back, her skinny body pressing, her lust coating me with her violent grinds. She buried my erection with a drive her hips, her maleficent grin gaping to yield a giggling gasp. Her womanhood drew me into her with squeezing muscles, pulling me deeper, beckoning me to drive. She ripped my head back by the hair, exposed my neck, and sucked my throat, teasing with her teeth. I pivoted my hands behind me, and let her take control, feeling both incredibly aroused, and incredibly scared as Hatred rocked us to her death-metal rhythm. I had about a hundred scratches on me when she was done, and after she’d screamed her release, she pushed my head against the rocks, and stood over me, her body silhouetted by the eclipsed sun, shining dimly through the ash. She looked up at foreign sky, breathed deeply, and spoke in a tremendous, terrifying voice. “A thousand years they are as one, like conjoined twins of the sun, and when they set with rattling breath, they’re torn apart by the hands of death. For a time, they will divorce, but it can’t be seen from the source, for blinding light is aptly named, but my fire is better tamed. At the dawn of the new era, the earth aligns with my caldera, and though my heat died long ago, my hatred still has room to grow.” Hatred leaned forward, kissed my lips, and whispered, “Thank you.” Then turned on her heel, and walked away. “You were a Heat Bringer?!” I called. She just kept walking. There were so many questions, but Hatred didn’t seem to care. I had gotten her here, and she had repaid me by telling me of Corruption, but it was no longer enough. Something terrible had happened when I’d been traveling between realms, but I couldn’t figure out what. Angela’s mind was a twisted abstraction of memories and thoughts, none of them good. I needed real answers. “Wait!” I cried, “Do you know who made you?” Hatred stopped, and looked over her shoulder at me. “I tried to tell you, Diamond.” Hatred giggled, “This was once a warmer place, of kind eyes on morning’s face, I remember the song of birds, and the joy in my holy mother’s words.” The smoke hazed her figure, and she disappeared into the blackness. I stared after her, clenching my fists, and unclenching them in turn. I coated them in my pearly jizz. The second one put his hands on her shoulders and raised her up into a kneeling position, and she drew in a sharp gasping breath when he slid his thighs up against hers from the front. Jamal grabbed the right breast squeezing it at the base while milking her nipple with the other. Yep, he was getting on my nerves.” looking from a distance, Jamie was kind of big, just a little bit, especially for a female. And they kept whipping. She never got around to turning on the TV. He just pulled up his pants, and left the bathroom, leaving me on the floor, tears streaming down my face, and cum dripping out of my sore asshole. I smiled, turned back to Ryan. “I’m just naturally tight, and you’re not exactly small. She leaned forward and, to my surprise, kissed my pussy right on the clit. You are one horny little bitch aren't you?" We all laughed about that one there was a slave on either side of Kevin and all three sat in position. A tiny little clit, just sticking up but her pussy was already wet, her body had reacted and aroused itself watching her sister being brought to a climax and the little rub she had been giving herself. “Oh, I like this one”, she said as Rohit fingered her bum while fucking her. Doing as instructed, I sort of hugged him, my arms around his thick neck, and placed my skinny legs on each side of him. It was his job and as he got up to walk out onto the balcony he asked, “Make sure she is ok James?” I just nodded and gave him the thumbs up. WASN'T I SUCKING YOU OFF GOOD ENOUGH! She bends down and kisses her. In some ways I hate it. She scuttled around in between his legs and reached out with both Indian Girls Fucking hands to grab his waistband, pulling his briefs down and off of his feet. Though some forgo drinking something produced from Emma's body many did not thinking this might be their only chance to sample her young beautiful bodies goods. She grinned, leaned down and kissed me on the lips, then stood up. “What about the hundreds of rooms in the hotel next door?” she asked. “Since when can you cook?” This last one completely immobilized me since, if I wanted to push back and straighten my body, the belt would pull my knees up keeping my body in the same contorted position. I smile down at her as her eyes go wide and I see her head snap up to look at me and exhale all her breath out of her body. Now I just wanted my mom. “You let me think I was special to you!