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Just what in the hell is your girlfriend doing up there?” “I don’t know; Astrid didn’t say.” I frowned, looking at the dress I had slung over my arm. girlfriend Just what in the hell are you doing, Julia? “Why is Astrid privy to all this, but you aren’t?” “Julia says it’s not safe for me to be around boy when her and Willowbud do… whatever it is their doing.” I frowned up at the balcony, so many levels above us, “But I trust her.” I think. WILLOWBUD I hadn’t felt this nervous since my first date with Brandon, but it was a different kind of nervous; it wasn’t me feeling it. Corruption was writhing restlessly inside me, trying to compel me to take control, but the other parts of me didn’t want to. I was a dimly aware that the entity called “Night amateur Eyes” was slowly losing its singularity. It wasn’t even becoming a duality, but splitting into a trichotomy: Corruption, Night Eyes, and very recently, Willowbud. She’d almost come back yesterday, before Corruption jumped on her and wrestled her back into submission, but she was no longer asleep. The other two were stronger, bolder and more cunning, but Willowbud knew how to find places to hide, and Willowbud could cower in them indefinitely, like she’d done for so long before the creatures of Drastin finally found her. “Why don’t you and Brandon just fuck me?” I asked Sister Julia as she adjusted the gown she’d adorned me with. It looked like a fucking prom dress. “Too many questions.” Sister Julia replied curtly, making sure my hair was to her liking. She had my white mane done-up in some sort of elvish do that looked like something Princess Lucilla would sport. “Am I going to a ball, or am I getting gang-fucked?” I growled, “What’s with all the pageantry?” “I want you to feel pretty.” “I don’t need to feel pretty, Sister; I know I’m drop-dead gorgeous.” I smirked in the mirror, “And if I’m going to be manhandled by three studs, shouldn’t I be in something sluttier?” “Too many questions.” Sister Julia clasped a palm over my lipsticked mouth, and placed a kiss on the nape of my neck. Once again, she subdued me with her gentle authority, like a kindly mother disciplining an unruly child. I melted against her, felt her body mold to mine beneath our dresses, and she went back to work; lacing a corsage to my wrist, and clasping a velvet choker around my neck. The outfit fell right into place, and I stared dumbly at my reflection. Holy shit, I look… pretty. “Lucilla picked the outfit, of course.” Sister Julia smiled as I looked myself over, “I told her, ‘I want Night Eyes to look her age,’ and viola, here you are: a flowering teenager; not the twenty-something woman you want everyone to think you are.” “Why?” I asked, feeling very much like the inexperienced girl staring back at me. “Too many questions.” Sister Julia smiled tits again, took my hand, and guided me out of the closet, and to my new chambers, where three middle-aged men were waiting for me. I guessed they were attractive, they were obviously gigolos, but there was something… different about them. Something that tickled a certain part of me; not Corruption, for she loved Brandon, nor Night Eyes, who was fascinated with Sister Julia. It was Willowbud who swooned sexy within me, and the emotions she churned up weren’t entirely sexual. Warmth, tenderness, hope, safety; things Night Eyes had never sought, nor cared for, things Corruption scoffed at, but things Willowbud longed for with aching desperation. “What are they?” I hissed, “Incubi?” “No,” Sister Julia giggled in my ear, “that’s Tom, he’s a human; that’s Damian, he’s a dawn-elf; and that’s Jericho, he’s a nymph.” “But why do they seem so different…” I searched he men, noting their formal, but lax garb, the shadows under their friendly eyes, the slope of their shoulders. “Okay, but remember to take the key out if you leave it on its own. Margret quickly replied. She seemed insatiable. Nature has a superb sense of timing. “Hey,” he said as he raised his hands up in a mocking defensive manner. Turning my already fuzzy brain into jelly. There are now quite a few girls that I don’t know. So far all of her sexual partners had all raped her, she had to believe that. I pulled my sister away from the pile of clothing by a hand but when I tits stopped, she didn't, she came directly into my arms. I reclined back in my seat, not caring that people were coming in and out of the store. I stumbled down the hallway of the Red Lion Hotel, one of the nicest in Seattle. "I'm going in." The drive there was very uneventful and very boring. 27-year-old Ryan giggled, feeling like the proud but ratty young delinquent he was all those years ago; corrupting a amateur family by accident. With a wave of his hand, the wizard lifted me from the sexy tub, dried me off, and adorned me with a plush bathrobe. He pulls his fingers out of my hole and starts sucking on my clit as he’s moving his hand down to my asshole. I didn’t recoil, it felt good, like it did when we would huddle playing pick-up football in the neighborhood, or embracing after a touchdown or a big play in a pick-up game of some kind “Dakota, how much cash is in the firebox?” I asked. I had to move fast. It was one of those places that the police had to handle with discretion because of the well-connected clientele; Captains of industry so to speak. She then stayed in that bent position, panting. The ache built so fast. “My brother built that car. I went to sleep with that image of my boyfriend’s sister tasting my cum painted on the inside of my eyeballs my mind was surrounded by questions why did she suck the brush? "Like what?" he asked suspiciously. Michael, let’s get started. I felt her tense and gasp with each additional inch I gained and slowed to give her more time to adapt. *” So? “Er” he said. I was on her in a flash, throwing myself on her. Bethany scratched her head and glanced at her phone once more, before looking up at both girls. girlfriend Four months passed, and then six. “Daisy,” I said, “this is my boyfriend Ryan; Ryan, Daisy; possibly my new recruit.” Jophiel's expression grew more and more wild as she worked her pussy boy faster and faster up and down my dick.