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“Then I think I’ll take Brandon’s deal off your plate.” Julia uttered, one hand sliding down Willowbud’s chest, abdomen and pelvis, as the other trailed fingertips down the arc of Willowbud’s spine. “That deal goes both ways, Sister.” Willowbud replied, leaning into the Heat Bringer, their shafts pressing to each other’s bellies, precum darkening their clothes. “I have a feeling…” Julia whispered, her trailing hand finding Willowbud’s bare ass, squeezing into caramel glute until her fingers disappeared in the fat, “…that your apprehension is born from inexperience. Maybe you’ve taken a finger, maybe a toy, but never a man.” “Your intuition is remarkable,” Willowbud breathed, one hand twirling a finger into Julia’s crimson strands, the other sliding between her legs, “are you going to be a lady, and let me go first?” “No.” amateur Julia smiled, and Willowbud’s grin grew even wider. She stepped from her pants, pressing deeper into Julia’s body, connecting them from pelvis to chest. Julia’s nipples pointed vulgarly through the silk of her white dress, her ample bust consuming the petite swell of Willowbud’s shirted bosom. Their eyes stayed locked as their sneering mouths neared each other, their lips opening, their tongue sneaking through them. They connected, their cheeks growing gaunt in a combative devouring, humming their lechery through wet smacks as their faces rotated to gain purchase. Their hands moved on each other, ripping necklines through their bodices, springing their breasts free in a jiggling display of caramel and white, the domes deforming and gleaming wetly in the midmorning sun. “I heard you were nearly bested by an infant.” Astrid’s words in my ear, her lips against my lobe, her hands on my shoulders, sliding down my arms, moving down my torso, coming together between my legs, “I heard you had to cheat to beat her.” “Fighting dirty and winning is still winning,” I chuckled, my hands playing through the shorn sides of her head, tangling into the braided lengths of her crown, pulling her face into the crook of my neck. My head drooped blissfully to the side, murmurs of gratitude leaking from my lips as Astrid’s fingers did their work inside me. We’d been inseparable since becoming fighting partners, and knew the secrets of each other’s bodies inside and out. I laced my fingers around the back of Astrid’s head, and supported myself as she made my legs weak. She curled three digits against the spot within me, the thumb of that hand Hardcore pressing the clit, the other hand wetting with the fluid she coerced from me, and moving slowly behind. I moaned my satisfaction as she pinched her fingers together about the purple circle of my rim, and gradually pushed her entire hand inside. Knuckle by knuckle, joint by joint, I felt every contour of her stretch me with painful pleasure, my sheath clinging and coiling like a fleshy vice, beckoning her deeper into my filth. I opened my mouth to cry my delight, but someone beat me to it. LUCILLA I stared with mouth agape at the two gladiators. Never in my life had I seen two creatures move together like that. It was like they were dancing; Astrid holding Tera from behind, her creampie hands playing within the woman, Tera reacting with the motion of her hips, bending and swaying, and Astrid bending and swaying in time, her pelvis connected with Tera’s ass, her lips connected with Tera’s collar. Both women bore curves that put mine to shame, and both were laced with muscle that rippled subtly with every motion. Tera’s abdomen stretched into tonal sections, her domes shadowing their striations as her back arched, her purple lips parting to yield blissful moans, her onyx hair laying thin strands over her flushed complexion, tangling about her satanic horns. Astrid’s larger frame encompassed the succubus, white wings folding over her, tattooed arms trapping her lustfully, tattooed legs supporting her. “It’s like watching art, isn’t it? Like a fallen angel asian seducing the devil herself.” a man’s voice said. I looked up to see Brandon standing by my couch, enjoying the spectacle as much as I was, as evidenced by the growth in his trousers. He sat beside me, watching Tera and Astrid as they performed their hellish mating, watching Julia and Willowbud as they progressed to further stages of undress, wresting with each other. I could tell Brandon didn’t know how to broach me. Though he was a god, he was still a commoner, and that mental barrier between peasant and royalty was a hard one to break. So, I jumped on his lap, grinned back at him, and took the initiative. TERA My eyes opened to lazy slits, focusing on Princess Lucilla’s royal features; the elegant length masturbating of her neck, the pronouncement of her proud chin, the big, blue eyes set above delicate cheeks, framed with fine, platinum hair. She was curvy for an elf, both her and Julia were (especially Julia), but Lucilla’s porcelain flesh spoke of a pure bloodline, and the complex patterns that laced it only added to her majesty. This woman certainly looked the part of a storybook princess, but the expression she was giving me didn’t belong in any kind of fairytale, and the things she was doing hardly belonged in a whore house. Princess Lucilla had Brandon’s entire fist up her ass, her body rigid with the intensity of it, her arms and legs creating a bridge over the man who was violating her. “Astrid, I think we have a challenger.” I chuckled. I’d met Lucilla’s type before; privileged sluts who gaged their self-worth on how ‘wild’ they could be, always overcompensating and sexually one-upping. I will let you know when we are playing a match and I masturbating will clear it with your home so you can join the team.” I smacked it into my hand again, drinking in the stinging pain. 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