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I see through all eyes that are born beneath my canopy, Passion said, her voice sounding as though it were getting closer, and I’ve been watching you with great interest. “Why?” I asked. You excite me, the voice chuckled, I am vast and timeless, immortal in every sense of the word, except for one weakness... The echoing nature of the voice sharpened until it was a singular, crystal sound. Its bearer stepped before me, as beautiful as the forest she was a part of. She was a nymph, but not like Hardcore one I’d ever seen. Her skin was a canvas of golden-bronze, its pristine surface dotted with freckles that sparkled like diamonds from her complexion. Her hair was a flowing curtain of scarlet, brighter than my own, and from its passionate mane protruded black antlers in place of ivory horns. Her body was a display stockings of curvaceous fertility; thighs that barely separated at their peak, hips presenting glutes of creasing suppleness, and a soft abdomen shadowed by doming breasts, whose pale, pink nipples contrasted the rich tone of her sparkling flesh. Her face was heart-shaped, freckled with diamonds, and bore lush lips, a pointed nose and a pronounced jawline. Her eyes were almost unnaturally large, their irises were golden instead of the nymph pine-green, and their sclera was a deep purple instead of white. “…you.” She smiled warmly at me, “You are my mortality, Heat Bringer. The fire that could end me, the flame that could scorch my green soul black.” “I would never do that.” I said, watching as Passion stepped toward me with impossibly fluid grace. “Maybe, Heat Bringer, maybe,” she said softly as she slid her golden form Brunette next to me, “but you are still a threat to me.” “Are you going to kill me?” I asked, oddly unconcerned for my own safety. Passion laughed a sweet, sonorous laugh. It was such a disarming sound, that I couldn’t Big Tits help but laugh along with it. “No, child,” Passion said, smiling sweetly, like a mother to her foolish daughter, “I am the construct of the Life Giver, and I do not take what has been given.” “Are you a Sentient?” I asked, finally feeling a tickle of fear. “You surprise me,” Passion smiled broadly, “most who know of Sentients call them astral beings, but you know their true origin.” “I read a lot.” I said quietly, the tickle of fear becoming ass more pronounced. She looked right at Hank, the sweat now beading up on her forehead and making her hair a little damp. I found her natural rhythm, and I beat her to it; slapping and driving in Hardcore time, turning the two globes of my drum into a rosy canvas of jiggling fat. Placing her purse and bag on the front seat she hikes up her skirt a little to aid in getting into the big 2 ton stockings diesel and Fanny hops into the back seat in between each boy while hauling out her giant firm tits in her lacy sheer brazier and says, I exploded. I just want to feel normal and sexy for once. “WHAT. Not helped by spending the afternoon at the swimming pool with the kids getting lessons, watching the gorgeous swim coach in a very tight costume. We penetrated my wife at the same time as she gasped Brunette loudly, and her eyes started rolling when Jason pushed his cock in her. “Ehehh, just kidding. The time and distance from home meant they would not be with their friends, it ass was an all evening fete for their mother’s mother, a family affair. He swallowed his chuckle. It was then that I started to get a little worried; 5 swimsuits in a bag designed for a few sheet of A4 paper wasn’t a good omen. Miguel said (in English) “Perhaps that will teach you to keep yourself clean. I was coming a lot to her house to spent all the day with her Big Tits kids. They all went into a canvas bag I’d picked up at another booth. I reached out and touched her wrist, there was no pulse. Our nipples rubbed on the other's stomach. "Good," he said. He was at the Council’s table, but he’s not a member. “I needed something nice. Right now. “I asked you if you see anything you like.”