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Our bodies twisted in the chaos of our catharsis, and the world shook beneath us, as if quaking with the same rapture that rumbled within our bodies. I collapsed in exhaustion atop my god, my wings folding weakly to the ground behind me, draping over our sweating forms. We panted the last bit of euphoric madness from our bodies as the slick warmth of our flesh radiated into each other. Willowbud recovered first, and she took a grip of my hair, and lifted my face to hers. She kissed me with a burning passion, and I kissed her with loving gratefulness. I rolled us over so that I was on my back, and savored the weight of her body sinking into mine, and the hardness of her love still throbbing within me. She pulled from the kiss and looked into my eyes, her pine-colored gaze full of wonderous amateur astonishment. “What?” I asked, a blissful smile strewn lazily about my face. “You’re fucking amazing, Astrid,” she said, “I’ve had strange of all kinds, but I’ve never had anything like you.” “Well, thank you,” I giggled, feeling my face flush, “you Hardcore were also amazing.” “Eh, you don’t have anything to compare me to,” Willowbud smiled, “and I’m not giving you a chance to find out I oral suck; you’re mine.” “I’ll always be yours,” I whispered, “no matter what.” Willowbud smiled from the tops of her eyes, tracing a thumb through the luscious outline of my lips. She looked over threesome her shoulder, and I noticed the statue for the first time. It was a thirty-foot monument of me; my back arched, my breasts jutted forward, my head tilted to the sky, and my wings splayed outward. It was born of the same rock that made up the outcropping, and was a picture-perfect sculpture, without a hint of chisel markings or errant carving. “I didn’t mean to make that,” Willowbud said softly, “if I can’t control my power when I come, I usually just shift the earth beneath me; it isn’t subtle, but it keeps people from wondering. With you, the only thing I could think about was how beautiful you looked.” She turned to me, a worried expression on her face, “You’re going to cause me trouble, Astrid; I might actually give a shit about you.” “From you, that means everything.” I smiled, feeling my heart almost burst from my chest. Willowbud smiled back, and snuggled atop me, making a pillow of my ample breasts and staring tiredly into my eyes. I pet her mess of pure-white hair into orderly rows beneath her ivory horns, and then closed my wings over us, blocking the mid-morning sun. Her green eyes drooped to slits, and then closed. Soon after, the sounds of her snores rang throughout the cocoon of feathers I had made. I smiled contentedly and felt my own eyelids grow heavy. It seemed that Tentigo could wait one more day. WILLOWBUD I knew I was dreaming, but that didn’t mean I was safe. I’d had dreams like this before, but they were supposed to be gone; she was supposed to be dead. You can’t kill me, Corruption laughed softly, her voice a soothing drawl, like the hushed whisper of a loving mother, no more than you can kill the wind, Willowbud. Corruption, a Sentient, one of three astral asian beings of mind and thought, of emotion and soul. Wrath and Sorrow were the other two, but no one had heard from them in a millennium. No one had heard from Corruption for twice as long, until she found me. What do you want from me? I whispered to the void, my words tremoring on my lips. I have something to show you. Corruption said. I looked down, and saw that my body was not my own, but hers. It was slender, beautiful and black as obsidian. I saw the world through Corruption’s eyes, and this world was painfully familiar. When he finally made it back to the states,� my father moved to Detroit as opposed to returning to his hometown in Alabama.� He met my mother,� and in short order, they were married and began their own family which consisted of my two older brothers and myself. It turned out that in the new year, we both had ample time between classes on Tuesdays to have lunch together. Again that light bubbling laugh as she poked me in the ribs very hard with her finger. I would be damned if I was going to be naked while being debriefed by Sheila and the Society. “Jesus, Hank, my dick is so hard after watching that it hurts.” Jesse said and rubbed his crotch again. The little one was apparently looking and said “icky!” Mia did not want to move, it seemed that this must be a dream and that she would soon awake, but when she turned her head Hardcore Liana was really there, breasts rising and falling with her still heavy breath, pale, beautiful, face still flushed red. We dropped our stuff off in the ten bedroom, three story rustic asian old house that was built on the farm. Faster. "Son of a bitch!" She was not surprised of what oral I did start to stroke dick in her mouth while I ate her pussy and it was all wet in just a few seconds of licking. Having an intuition for people’s inner workings doesn’t make me their friend.” I left her my number, and still naked, I walked amateur out to my car with the girls following me and we drove home. I sped up the movement. Now with the threesome first kissing session I have with a woman it is a feeling out period.