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I don’t know how she does what she anal does, but no matter threesome what blowjob I do, no matter what I try, she outmaneuvers me like I’m a child, and then rubs my nose in the shit.” “Stronger than you, Gloria?” I said, sitting down across from her, “What is she?” “A nymph,” Gloria said, “no older than that boy you brought. She was a street urchin as far as I know, though her history is mostly hear-say. She got a reputation as a common thug with a penchant for the obscene, then one day, she decided robbing banks was boring, and she took out the Heslin, Nartok and M’nique gangs.” “Holy shit,” I whispered, “she killed the leaders of three syndicates in a day ?” “Ha!” Gloria laughed dryly, taking Alexa’s wine glass off the floor and nursing it, “No, Tera; she Brunette killed every single one of them, from the bosses to the messenger boys, in three hours. By herself.” My jaw clicked as it swung open. Nartok, Heslin and M’nique had at least sixty members a piece when I was last in Drastin, and that was two-hundred years ago. Nymphs could bind with astral beings, but there wasn’t an astral being alive strong enough to give anyone that kind of power. Unless… no; no, they can’t be real. They’re bedtime stories! “How did she kill them?” I asked. “No one knows,” Gloria shrugged, “some of the bodies had holes wider than my foot, some of them were strewn as though the gangsters had turned on each other. Night Eyes usually lets her boys do her dirty work, but when she gets involved personally, she follows your old rule.” “No witnesses, only carcasses.” I muttered, recalling my younger years. Gloria nodded. “That’s fucking badass.” Brandon whispered under his breath. “Do you have any guesses?” I asked Gloria, “about how Night Eyes does what she does?” “I have a one,” Gloria said, leaning forward and swirling the wine in her glass, “do you know about Sentients?” “Corruption, Wrath and Sorrow?” Brandon said, “They’re real?” “Myths and campfire stories,” I said, not quite believing my own disbelief, “astral beings can’t think.” “That’s a world-wide misconception,” Gloria grunted dismissively, “Sentients aren’t astral beings, Tera; they’re the spirits that Life Givers kept alive, but didn’t bind with. Corruption and Sorrow were ancient before my time, but I personally knew the man who would become Wrath.” Brandon and I exchanged a look. Any nerves he’d recovered since seeing Terry’s severed head were dashed, and his expression was warped with alarm. “His name was Halok, and he was a great warrior, and he died in battle as great warriors do,” Gloria said, lost in her memory, “His brother, Trenok, the orc Life Giver, kept him alive, but he didn’t love Halok in the way required for binding. He gave Halok a new body, but without binding, Halok’s spirit could leave it as easily as a man leaves his house. He wasn’t bound to earthly tethers, but he was still dependent on Trenok’s power to keep his form. When Trenok died, Halok degraded, rotting like a fruit upon a dead vine, until he became asian the core-essence of himself: his lust for battle; Wrath. Her new tool, apparently, was capable of giving her pleasure far above and beyond what her old orgasms had given her, her cock twitching, again and again, each threesome time bringing the alien sensation of her thick fluid shooting from her heavy balls and cock. There were lots of demons, but mostly succubi and incubi fucking damned individuals. This is all so…” Since the complex was coed, there were always new girls around, friends of friends, guests, whatever, but Grace was a new face, and Chili was attracted to her immediately. I held out my arms and hugged her to me, and she just cried on me, I said you will be loved a lot baby girl, and I have a surprise for you at my house, actually for both of you. She pulls off her panties, and bend over to give him some more head. And now she was jealous of Jo? Right after the very first night he’d ever raped her, he’d felt confident that she wouldn’t dare say anything to her mother. Holly recalled. That is amazing, I blush a little when see says that. "Check it out," said Lorraine, looking at her phone, "it's all over the internet. “Yes. “Since when are you so smooth?” blowjob Somehow I wasn’t shocked by his statement, after all I had dressed to look like a whore and I was definitely acting like anal one, allowing access to my body to anyone who wanted to grope it for last few hours. I knew there was no deadline at work, that she was asian actually going to be spending the night in a hotel with her boss. "Please, Miss, may I have a pair of shoes? Joseph Johnson was 58 and had been a long haul truck driver since he was 23. His name's Henry. I turned around in his embrace, his cock popping out of my pussy. I plowed her with every ounce of passion I possessed. “Do me a favor everyone, when I call your name, come get this envelope from me. I hope all of you like it as I spent a lot of time doing the calligraphy on the front.” Both struck a single galea, and the deck exploded in a shower of splinters and body parts. I sent John Brunette out there to check on them, which he did gladly.