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Julia likes to pretend she’s still an innocent, god-fearing nun, but she hasn’t been that person since I stuck a finger up her ass.” I laughed, but the mirth died to a frown, “Maybe the façade was always there,” I muttered, more to myself than Brandon, “maybe I just missed it. She was quite the trouble-make before she joined the convent.” My frown deepened, “She was a murderer before I even knew her.” “To murderous girlfriends,” Brandon toasted my lit joint with a freshly-rolled one, “may they always love us just enough to not kill us.” “Here, here!” I heard Willowbud chuckle. casting I frowned down at my feet, bare against the stone patio. How much could she hear? “God, I can’t wait to go to Arbortus,” Brandon sighed, “Drastin just isn’t for me; I need the fresh air to keep me sane. You know what? I’m going to go back to Towerhead when I’m old and wizened, and I’m going to turn that place around. I will plant vast fields of Towerhead Chronic, and make that ‘shithole’ the weed destination of Drastinar. I will grow a long beard, yes, and I will go bald, but I won’t shave the stuff off the sides! No, I will grow it out long, and braid it around my shiny crown so that a bird will nest in it. I will wear a robe that constantly opens in the front no matter how tightly I tie the belt, so that any fortunate passerby may bear witness to my divine, sagging sack. I will live in a hut at the top of the hill, maybe a treehouse, actually, and then I will heal the afflicted for the price of one terrible pun. I will-” “Holy shit, shut up!” Willowbud yelled from Julia’s back. “And you will be by my side,” Brandon grinned, undeterred, “my little nymph wife skipping with me blowjob through the marijuana fields, with about three-dozen kids in tow because babe, we are going to be pumping, them, out! I want two baseball teams by the time I’m forty. I want so many of the little fuckers that we just start giving them numbers instead of names. I want-” “A vasectomy.” Willowbud replied, “Because I’m not moving to the fucking country to become a breed mare while you get high with the forest critters.” “For a nymph, you really hate the outdoors.” Brandon frowned, “Aren’t you people supposed to be all about flowers and trees and shit? Don’t you people worship the Life Giver? The way I see it, you should be on your knees and-ok-I’m-sorry-please-stop-ow!” Brandon had visibly risen an inch off his seat, which I now realized was made of stone beneath the cushion, because of course it was. “That counts!” he squeaked, a stupid, triumphant grin across reddening face, “We have a deal, and you just blew your wad! I get butt tonight!” “Sister Julia took that deal off your plate,” Willowbud smirked, “and after her, I’m afraid the best you can do is disappoint me.” Willowbud’s eyes drifted lazily to me, black orbs leering as she ran her hand down Julia’s back. Were I not high as I kite, I might’ve bull-rushed the bitch. “That may be the case,” Brandon squeaked, “but Sister amateur Julia won’t toss your salad beforehand, and I will. I’ll treat you like the queen of ass-now-please-get-this-fucking-rock-out-of-my-shitter!” Willowbud stared at Brandon for a moment, her face pinched. Then it relaxed into an adoring smile, and blonde I saw genuine love in her black pits. It looked more out of place than a priest in a brothel, but there it was, as clear as day: love. Brandon sighed as he was eased down, his red face lightening, returning to its beige hue. He matched Willowbud’s affectionate gaze, Big Boobs took a deep rip of his joint, and said, “There’s a fire ant colony in your hair.” and Willowbud went screaming into the bathroom as she swatted at the hundreds of insects descending her scalp. If I’d been a amateur ‘B’ cup a spiral of flesh would have been visible, but my tiny tits were totally lost in those cone shaped spirals. I get you hard but you pull out without cumming in my mouth. Without saying a word, she dived her mouth down over my shaft and blowjob began to throat me. Guest witnessed the pleasure on my face and quickly ran his hands up Dani's skirt to start fingering her already soaking wet pussy. Zachary Easley, Justin Walters, Eliza…’ Edna flicks the switch and turns the radio off. My ovaries came closer and closer to boiling over. They weren’t my master’s voices. "Let's start by taking our clothes off." I had barely started scrubbing my sweaty body when mother came in naked and started scrubbing my back. “Um… thanks,” I replied. “Good evening, Con.” Her purring tone as she lingered over his name and her sly green eyes, half-closed with pleasure, belied her formal greeting. “Thanks,” Ashley laughed. I just never fit in. For such a small girl she sure could pack the food away. He had wives and concubines. She screamed out so loud that I was sure someone could hear her screams of pleasure from miles away. She looked just like any of the dozens of other Arkadian trainees around the town and I almost didn’t notice her. Even in the sitting room, the reverberating sound of Jeff’s adenoids followed her, echoing. I was going to ask you out for dinner Tuesday……. “I asked her about it while we were in the shower; she told me that it opens up every time she gets aroused. Then casting she sloshed more oil over Bobby’s extended pole. Her body erupted with her own powerful cum, completely unmolested. Jeannie would run her hand over my cock. He lifted his phone, checking something. “Did Passion ever tell you about…” I searched for the words, “all of… this?” I gestured broadly to her swollen cock, her reddened labia, her besmirched body. "I'm close." Don't tell anybody what we've been doing, OK?" I put on a robe and went to the door with him. Since you won’t always know when I’ll be calling, I blonde suggest you just keep up-to-date with it. My pussy itched. “Scott, I can see that you have trimmed, but if you pulled your skin out like this, you could better trim that hair at the base of Big Boobs this beautiful piece. The flood-gates opened, as I cried. “What?” he asked, more uncomfortable.