Divinity Exploding Beside Passion

“Do you moan when the men ravage you?” Freydis jeered, “Do you beg for more when they’re done?” “I do,” I grinned, displaying manic mirth, “and I will hear you beg before this is done.” WILLOWBUD “You gave me to Corruption?” I asked her. I didn’t know babe what I was feeling. It was an aching in my chest, like my heart was too heavy to rest in the cavity. “She gave me you.” Mom smiled tearfully, “But when I had to pay her, I couldn’t do it.” Mom cupped my wet cheek, “So I sent you away. Passion told me that Corruption would only seek you if you were the heir to power, so oral I disowned you, and banished you. Then your boat sank, and I nearly threw myself from the canopy. I was made arch-matriarch, I was given the kingdom I’d sought, but none of it mattered. You were dead. And then, you weren’t.” “But I am, Mom.” I said quietly, “I died on that boat to Tentigo, and then I died a little more on the streets of Drastin. I died little by little, couple day by day, until Corruption finally had her corpse.” “No.” Mom whispered, running her hand to my temple, “You’re still in there,” she pulled off my astral meld, revealing the true color of my eyes, “and you’re fighting to get out. You just need a little help.” “You can’t help me.” “I can try.” Mom tilted my chin upward, eyes glimmering into mine, “I should’ve taken your father, and left Arbortus with you. We could’ve lived together in Tentigo, and we could’ve fought Brunette her together when she came. I failed you, but I’m here now. Tell me what I need to do to help you.” I actually giggled. My face was wet with tears, my chest was laden with grief, but it was funny. I’d been predestined by Corruption hundreds of years before I was born. In a way, she was more my mother than Mom was. All my life I’d blamed Flora Autumnsong for what had happened to me, but even then, I hadn’t been giving her enough credit. Mom didn’t inquire about my sensual mirthful outburst, but just kept running her hand through my hair, pulling it behind my ears. I rotated in her lap, shifting slowly, staring into her eyes. I touched my foot to the stones between my mother’s leg, and I listened to the tremors of the rock. Sister Julia was on the other side of the door, her ear pressed to the panel. I knew what she wanted me to do, and I was going to do it. “Samantha loves your pounding Daddy!” I was about to release any moment. There was a short delay before the next cock was presented to her. Savannah couldn’t possibly bend backwards any further. I’m gonna babe have Brunette to get it there pretty damn quick.” I rubbed her pussy until she was couple moaning and I could feel her pussy quivering with each oral thrust. The intimate embrace with the pantie wearing cousin should have been troublesome for Evan, but the warm, moist skin, seductive curve of her lower back, the strength of her arms and the smell of sweat were all so familiar. “Now that we have the advantage, we need to show no mercy.” Then I realized she's right there Clearly, he is sensual shooting what he had into Jennifer as I hear her reaching her peak as well. At 23 I was ready to get married and have a family of my own. It was two days later when I decided to set the hook on Paul, even more than I had already. And pulled. She had a couple slices of toast with a fried hard egg between them. Something in his voice made me frown. uh problem."