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The thought pussy fuck of someone like him being faced with such horrors was enough to turn the stomach, but instead he turned to unkempt rage. The man's pale hand clenched into a weak fist, striking back against the ivory dust in which he rested; again it struck, and again, until soon he found himself kneeling before it, striking furiously at the ever pouring heap of dust, clawing and screaming in frustration and fear, fleeting clouds of white filling the air and dissolving in an instant. 'It was enough to break anyone', he thought to himself. There he was, slumped down over his knees as his chest heaved and his numb hands fell slack against the grass, tranced so deeply he was Hardcore unable to notice the heavy footsteps approaching. "...Ya done?" A withered scream echoed through the woods at the sudden revelation that he was no longer alone, his thin frame stumbling back as he desperately tried to crawl away before his brain could focus long enough to bring clarity to his vision. Standing before him, a sturdy dark skinned frame and bulging muscles partially obscured by selective bone plating, loomed the man by whom he had once so aggressively been disciplined. "D-don't do that! You coulda given me a heartattack!" The riled man struggled to his feet in haste, having to fall back a moment before haphazardly reclaiming his balance, his scornful eyes once more finding his abuser. "...Or d'you want that!? Bet you'd love it, you brute!" Ox scoffed, his hulking frame turning ever so slightly to begin marching passed the frantic man's accusations as if to abandon him, "Whatever man, you chill out here all you want." The bitter man growled lightly under his breath, a shameful display of frustration he truthfully feared would be heard. "Fine...! Y-you can fuck right off!" The towering man's gait teen halted, his large shoulders partially obscuring the glare now directed over it towards the insults. A pale, scrawny throat swallowed with an audible 'gulp' as the cold gaze sent shivers throughout his form, and all he could do was freeze in total silence. Once more Ox turned away and began to fade into the darkness. "...Damnit..." The man's cowardice was ultimately the most fierce of impressions left upon him, and just as his paranoia caused him to jump from fright at a distant shriek he only thought he heard, he ran in the direction of the man he had berated, "...W-wait!" Bird and her group slumbered peacefully against the mounds of dust, their consciousness lost to the mesermizing bliss they had shared between them. Madre sat with a regal posture upon her ivory throne, Furore curled at her side as her mother tenderly stroked her long, black hair; a hulking, blood spattered man with a wildly matted mane creeping from beneath his cracked mask presented himself at the foot of the heap, taking knee as Superbia and Imperium cleared a gap to accomodate him. Madre smirked at the sight of him, her tone expectant of fortune; "Is it done?" The large man tilted his plated head towards the ground as if in shame, his tense fist clenching a cleaver-like piece of bone stained red so tightly his knuckles turned white, his other hand heftily lugging a scarlet drenched sack from off his back and crudely dropping it before him; a gruff and guttural voice cautiously spoke, "...Lupus has returned to you, my lady... Marita still runs." His rough hands pulled at the sack, shifting the weight of its contents until a body limply tumpled free; there, staining the grass a deep sanguine, was the broken remains of Nefertiti's lover. What remained of his liquid blood was thick and sticky, Tiny Tits its darkened form oozing across the soil and into the base of the heap. As the blood was absorbed into the dust of the heap, it appeared as if the pile itself began to siphon the fluid into itself, consuming it hungrily; soon the dust stretched and crawled across the bloody trail, making its way upon the corpse before entirely enveloping it, pulling it deep sucking dick inside until not a trace, not even stains of red upon the grass, remained. Two grotesque men held a vulnerable, dark skinned girl between them; her curvy figure beaten, her bruised thighs wrapped around the first of them like a belt as she complacently accepted his swollen meat. The second of the men fondled her perky breasts as he slid his deformed manhood into her mouth, his aggression ever less than that of the first of them, and she eagerly sucked upon it, her tongue curling and teasing the head. With each wounded breath she managed a convincing moan, her stretched pussy tensing around the bulging cock within as she squeezed her legs around its owner's broad waist; they need not think she truly enjoyed this, only that she had grown to take it without hesitation. “Thank you, thank teen you, thank you.” She breathed. “Good girl. My heart Hardcore felt like it was beating out of my chest. Her eyes hadn't been mislead by phantom swimwear, and she'd seen Tiny Tits the way Wade's erection had drooped when he'd gotten out. He’d check that place again. His tongue continued its thrashing of her private area. I wonder what you are doing now, are you on your stomach with your mom's sucking dick pussy right in your face? & Even though he was pretty sure Holly was a pussy fuck real dyke , he had mom & Holly share his man dessert. "You are getting well, aren't you, Johnny?" she asked. Then I went to bed to think things over. That doesn’t excuse the fact that he purposely let the defender through. Steve and I both felt it." “I’m on the pill.” Kim used her thumb to brush across Mandy's nub on each inward stroke. “I’m afraid you’ve told me everything.” I have turned on your microphone. After I dried myself I was torn between wearing something that would expose my body - a lot, and reflect my amazing day; or something that would slightly protect my still sore pussy. Harrison surreptiously locked the exterior door behind him as he entered. Momo walked over. “It’s... well, it’s hard to picture you fighting with people, even if it’s just pretend.” Chloe stated. Then rubbed it in.