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I increased my oral actions hoping to quickly build her orgasm. Soon, we both came together and, after coming down a bit, I crawled up and kissed her goodnight. Chapter One: The Life Giver BRANDON My twin sister is dead, but she’s not gone. Death is a tragedy in the remote village of Towerhead, but it’s not a rarity. Farming accidents, disease, famine, natural disasters, you name it, it kills people in Towerhead. So, six years ago, when the oxen-pulled carriage ran my ten-year-old sister into the dirt, it was a tragedy, but it wasn’t an anomaly. I had seen this play before; the townspeople rushing to gay the accident, the driver sitting in shocked silence, the wails and screams of the bereaved, and then the solemn procession that follows. My mother and father were devastated, my friends were consoling and understanding, but I just stood there like an asshole pointing to the bluish-white translucent figure threesome to my left. “Uh, guys?” I remember saying, “She’s right here.” At first, people thought it was just my coping mechanism. Hell, I thought that must be the case, but Angela never went away. She talked to me, and I talked to her, and that’s when people thought I was going crazy. I agreed with asian them, of course; I must be going insane. I tried to pretend she wasn’t there, and I ignored her as best I could, but that didn’t make her go cum away. Then Angela started skinny feeding me test answers in school, and telling me where to pan for gold in the river, and showing me where the game was when I was hunting. The apparition’s proclamations were so accurate, that I could no longer deny her existence. Angela was dead, but she wasn’t gone. After my parents tried an exorcism to relieve me of the ‘demon that plagued my soul,’ I stopped trying to prove to people that Angela was real. Towerhead is a lovely town, but it is a small town, fifty miles removed from civilization. Magic is looked down upon, and any anomaly that can’t be explained in ten words or less is either ‘god’s blessing,’ or ‘the devil’s work,’ depending on the situation. So, I kept Angela to myself, but as I grew older, her constant presence in my life started to present new and interesting problems. You see, Angela never leaves me. I mean never . I’m a sixteen-year-old boy, and sometimes, privacy is a concern of mine. “OK, Angela,” I hissed at her as I sat upright on my bed, “we need to talk about boundaries.” “I was just curious to see what you were doing,” she said, giving me her big-eyed look of innocence, “it looked like you were wrestling with a squirrel under the sheets.” “Mm-hmm,” I said, giving her a frank look, “a squirrel.” “A really big squirrel,” Angela smiled coyly, “the kind of squirrel all the women of the town would just love to see.” “Angela,” I sighed, “get the fuck out of my room.” “Oh, my mistake,” Angela giggled, “looks like it’s a chipmunk. Not a very impressive one either. Kind of sickly looking, and diseased, and limp-” “Angela…” I growled. “You know,” she said, completely unfazed by my irritation, “if you would just listen to my advice, you wouldn’t have to wrestle rodents under your bedsheets every night.” I sighed, and pulled up my pants beneath the sheets. It was going to be another one of these nights. Sometimes, Angela left me alone, but as we grew older, she became more and more ‘curious’ about my nightly activities. When Brady nodded his okay, Liam placed his left hand on Cassie's hip, bracing himself as he pressed the tip of his throbbing cock against the entrance to her inviting, pink opening. Momo, if I didn’t love you, would I really have come running all the way down here after you? I look at her. By the way, I got something for you."“okay daddy, what is it?” I ask excitedly. "Oh fuck..." Why a guy is doing you in the arse, maybe pulling your hair, he is in complete control. Mom hesitated a moment before blurting out, “It wasn’t your father that came to my room last night and roleplayed the scenario we so painstakingly put together.” I don't know what to say so I just sit there quietly looking at the floor as I try to get my cock to stop growing. 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In fact, as Deanne followed the threesome small Indian woman who had introduced herself as Deepti, she heard the noises of sex coming from one of the villas but any view was concealed from casual observation. She mind-controlled me. A strange anger shot through me. I was her Master. At one point in the evening, I was sitting in a stuffed chair and reached for my Screwdriver on the coffee table. Kelly was nearly in hysterics, and tears were falling fast from her reddened eyes. Something was lodged in his throat, and he found it difficult to swallow. When she came out, she put them on and looked at herself in the mirror. When Dad came out, it was with Mom and another woman. Chrystal was a little surprised but took James hand. “It sounds like submission and humiliation turn you on,” Mistress Gloria said. “I was curious, after all - perfectly normal! I would give anything to have my mother back, but I can’t, and I’ll be damned if I play any role in putting your child in that same situation.” My middle finger explores her opening while my index if firmly rubbing her clit.