2016-03-23-at10-1

I saw Willowbud show genuine vulnerability for the first time; her body bending to the will of my brother’s, her expression that of surrendered passion, her cries weak and needful. Corruption gave Brandon the key that unlocked Willowbud’s feminine lust, and Brandon turned it for all it was worth. After the two gods orgasmed, both doing passable jobs of hiding their powers, Corruption receded back into oral Willowbud, her amateur face etched in blissful satisfaction. Willowbud coerced Brandon into asking her out, then they exchanged a final kiss, and went their separate ways; Willowbud to Astrid and Tera, and Brandon to the bar where Justina had been. “Hey, asshole!” I snarled in my brother’s ear, causing him to spin around, eyes growing wide, “What the fuck are you doing here?” Brandon stared at me with mouth agape, a strange expression lingering on his face. I snapped my fingers in front of his eyes, pulling him from his stupor. He held up a delaying hand, reached down, and placed four pin cushions beneath each of the barstool’s feet, muting whoever sat in it from Willowbud’s vibration-detecting hearing. Smart. “Why aren’t you inside Justina?” Brandon whispered, Hardcore trying to appear casual as he ordered a drink. “I had to ditch her in the closet once I saw you bumping uglies with a public psychotic deity,” I growled, sitting next to voyeur him, even though my ethereal figure couldn’t really ‘sit’ on anything, “just what in the fuck was that?! ” “An accident,” Brandon whispered, putting money on the bar and ordering a beer, “it wasn’t part of the plan.” “What plan?” I hissed. “The plan Gloria and I made.” Brandon said, dropping a pair of earrings on the bar. “Gloria’s dead.” I replied frankly, but Brandon just shook his head. “You’re forgetting who you’re talking to.” My brother said with a shit-eating grin, puffing out his chest with exaggerated bravado. “I’m talking to a fucking dumbass.” I replied, but I couldn’t help but smile back. Brandon’s eyes lingered on me for a bit longer than usual, and then shifted sharply away. That was weird. “Ok,” I said, ignoring the oddity, “what’s the plan?” “You need to give these to Tera,” Brandon replied, pointing to the earrings, “they’ll allow her to talk to me without having to speak. All she has to do is think the words like she’s reading them, and I’ll hear them.” “And then what?” I asked. “And then… we figure it out, I guess.” Brandon shrugged, “We need to establish a line of communication before we can start anything. I was hoping to remain an anonymous patron, but obviously that’s not going to happen.” For the next scene, you will both be secured and immobile”. Cum with me.” Her voice went distant as her phone must have fell off her shoulder but I could hear her swearing through her oral orgasm. “It’s a great movie.” he reasoned. The girl at the Hardcore wheel was in her late teens, a very pretty hispanic girl introduced to her at the funeral wake only as her cousin—Samantha. Amy said you were married a long time ago.” “Come on, Becky, you look public exhausted. The two laughed aloud. How in the hell was SHE going to survive a summer without him? I always thought they were too small.” voyeur She stood slender, appearing almost like a tomboy. I finished zipping up my jeans as we strolled off the amateur porch.