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Stakes through the palms and left to burn in the sun was my favorite method, but Hacksaw and Gronk had their ways as well.” “And you expect me to join your gang after all this?!” Tera cried, “To torture and kill?!” “No, no, tittyfucking no!” Willowbud laughed, shaking her head, “I’m done with the gangster business. I turned that page of my life just now,” she gestured to Gloria, “my last enemy dead. No, I’m in the entertainment business now; a much seedier, more cutthroat business than drug dealing and whores ever were. I don’t need thugs and brutes anymore; I need stone-cold-killers and foxy broads. You happen to fulfill both those needs.” “You’re insane,” Tera gasped, her eyes trembling, “you’re a god, a being of immeasurable power, and you want to be a show producer? ” “Fight promoter, actually,” Willowbud grinned, “and I never made any claims on sanity.” She turned to me and gave me another wink, “But you know all about that, don’t you, Justina-slash-Angela? I gotta know; when exactly did you go so crazy that your brain split right in half?” Angela’s a dead face fucked girl, tit fuck and the Life Giver is in that house, and could you please fuck me, and- “When I was ten,” I said before Justina could blurt out the truth, “my best friend got run over by an oxen cart, and now she lives in my head.” “Then you used an astral enchantment to change the eye color,” Willowbud smiled, almost endearingly, “and viola; Angela lives.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, trying to sound as nuts as possible, “that’s just my natural eye color.” “Your clairvoyant, aren’t you?” Willowbud said, looking closely at me, “You can see astral beings as clear as day, even melded ones.” “Yes.” I said as Justina screamed the truth in my head. Willowbud leaned forward, took my hand in hers and brought the hand to her mouth. I half-expected her to bite my fingers off, but instead, she kissed it with love and reverence, which was somehow worse. “You’re as broken as me, Cousin,” she whispered, her black eyes gleaming behind almost-affectionate irises, “cursed with gifts you didn’t ask for, forced into hiding from a world that hates you. You’re not in Towerhead anymore; no one’s going to hurt you with me around.” “Willowbud,” Tera said, her voice ragged, “please, release my daughter. It’s me you want.” “It’s both of you,” Willowbud said, her eyes glistening, “my family, my real family. The family that was cast out like I was, the family turned away from the world just for being born.” “Willowbud,” Tera said, her voice hushed, tears streaking down her cheek, “please.” “You don’t need to fear me, Tera,” Willowbud said, turning away from me, and leaning toward Tera until their faces were breaths apart, “I would never hurt my family.” A single tear ran down Willowbud’s cheek as she gazed into her aunt’s glazed eyes. Tera’s wet face was caste in the golden light ball gag of dusk, and Willowbud’s was black with the shrieking face of Corruption. The Sentient was writhing as if in agony, tortured by whatever thought had caused Willowbud to cry. “No,” Willowbud whispered, taking mouth ful Tera’s trembling chin into her hand, and tilting it until their lips brushed, “family is sacred.” Their mouths connected. Willowbud ran her hand through Tera’s onyx mane as she sucked gently from her lips, their cheeks growing gaunt in their embrace. That's it! 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I thrust my tongue deep into her pussy. Was my half-sister making out with her step-aunt right now. I shuddered, tears beading in my eyes. "Why are you so upset Naci?" Now that I wasn't going to be fighting the local church mouse for crumbs, I went out and bought a few fans to keep some air moving so my family wouldn't die of heat exhaustion. Dumbledore smiled at Harry, "Wormtail is your uncle. I was mouth ful beginning to get hard, so I lubed myself up and slipped into his ass. He pulled his pouting lips of Sandra’s tit with a ceremonial plop. He would groan. “Do you have any more? I felt tittyfucking myself coming close to orgasm and I whispered to tell Aunt Sheen. I’m going to have you train each other. “Isnt… isnt that the dude from the bar?” Sarah slurred into my ear, and the penny dropped. They look at each other and nod their heads yes.