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Astrid bit her lip, an excited smile stretching across her mouth. She would never say she wanted it that way, but she didn’t have to. At this rate, Willowbud would have the Astrid she wanted in no time at all, and I couldn’t say that I didn’t like her better this way. I grinned back. This was going to be cumshot fun. BRANDON For the better part of last night, Gloria and I had wracked our brains to find a way of contacting Angela without being detected by Willowbud. We eventually decided that the best way to do it, was to simply walk in. I amateur would reprise the role I’d lived my entire life (just some fucking guy), and my near-magical ability to be the most ignorable person on earth would allow me to pose as a patron in Willowbud’s brothel. We stopped in front of The Screeching Siren, and Gloria put her hands on my shoulders and turned me around “Ok,” Gloria sighed, handing me the astral gemstones, “tell me what you’re going to do.” “First, I find Justina,” I said, reciting the plan for the tenth time, “I wait for an opportunity, and then approach her when Willowbud is far away.” “And then?” Gloria asked, handing me a asian small sack. “I put these pin cushions under japanese the barstool so that Willowbud can’t hear what I’m saying.” I replied, stuffing the sack of pin cushions in my pocket. “And then?” “I tell Angela to get Tera to wear the gemstones as earrings,” I said, picturing the plan in my mind, “I tell her that they’re astral communicators, and I tell her how to use them.” “And then?” Gloria asked, placing a gemstone in the piercing she’d made behind my left ear, and placing another one in her own. “I try not to shit myself.” I replied grimly. “You’ll do fine,” she whispered as she disheveled my hair, unbuttoned my shirt, and unzipped my fly, making me look like a drunk patron, “just smile stupidly and stagger when you walk, and no one will pay you any heed.” “And if they do?” I asked, “What happens if Willowbud notices me?” “Well,” Gloria shrugged, “try shitting yourself; that might get her to leave you alone.” “You’re very helpful.” I grumbled, feeling my nerves stand on edge. “I’d love to help you, Your Holiness,” Gloria said, taking wine from a flask and spilling it on my shirt, “but I’m supposed to be dead, and Willowbud might start asking very pointed questions if you’re found walking with a dead woman. You’ve made your bed, now fucking sleep in it. Dumbass.” Gloria spun me around, gave me an encouraging smack on the ass, and pushed me through the doorway. My ears were immediately assaulted with loud, thumping music, the roar of cheers and applause, and the moans and screams of lust. Tera was standing center-stage, her body wrapped in shining, black leather with holes cut for her bronze breasts and ass, her onyx hair pulled into a pony tail, one leather-gloved hand holding a whip aloft, the other cupping her ear to encourage the crowd. Behind her, the Valkyrie was strapped spread-eagle to a cross in the shape of an ‘X;’ her arms bound at the wrists and held above her, her legs bound at the ankles and spread below her, splaying her naked, voluptuous form for all to see. Her wings spread resplendently behind her, Hardcore contrasting the display of depravity her body was forced into. Tera waited until the crowd was worked into a frenzy, and then raised the whip, and slashed it viciously across Astrid’s breasts. The whip indented the succulent flesh of Astrid’s bosom, rippling it with waves that permeated from the blow, leaving a thin, red mark in their wake. Then I groaned as Genevieve grabbed my girl-dick. Havana gasp as Liz's cock entered her in a long slow stroke. I don’t think she did that part to him. Arl starts the conversation, “Bro, I have read the message that you received from one of japanese the so-called, Knights of Maple Grove, asking for our help from intruders from out of town trying to barge into their area to take over managing and bleeding it dry. There was only one way for them to get satisfaction. This is not meant to be, but it feels so amazing. Getting intimate might be in our future, but just having a date seems much more plausible. Instinctively I put my arm around her. I plunged my digits hard and fast. "You ready to cum yet daddy?" Eleanor’s mother gave her an enthusiastic thumbs up. On the floor beneath her was a pool of cum. Jan told me later that the sales assistant asked if it was an egg she could hear and that she was very embarrassed so decided to just tell the truth that her husband was playing games with her in reward for buying new clothes and shoes. Maybe once you turn eighteen we get asian back together if you can find in your heart to take me back.” Hardcore I Just then her pocket buzzed. He finally ended amateur saying that each tire has a 5-year warranty, which interested me. He turns off the wand and walks around to my face and pulls the pigtail from my mouth. Her hair was long enough to be in a long ponytail. She assumed the cumshot position she liked best, her face and chest rested on the mattress, her hips were high, she arched her back, all of her genitalia were on elegant display for her man. Ursula could see that her anus was a tan color, perhaps the only tan on her sleek, slender body, her pose reminded her of a tabby cat in heat. After a few minutes thought, I turned my side’s microphone on and spoke.