I remember the things you made them do to you, and to each other. I remember the feeling it gave you, the power you lusted for. We could do those things to Astrid. “No…” She is so devoted to you, Corruption smiled as she pressed her crotch to my erection, so unconditionally in love with you. She said she’d do anything for you, Willowbud, and she meant it. I know you enjoy raping women, but I think I can give you something better. It’s only a small step, after all, to go from love to slavery. “No,” I said, the words seeming to come sex from elsewhere, “I don’t want to...” Imagine her on her knees, Corruption gasped as outdoor she took me inside her, staring up at you with eyes full of devotion, full of love. Imagine her in chains; begging you to stop, begging you for mercy; then begging you to keep going, and begging you for more. We can turn your guardian angel into your disgusting whore. “Please…” I murmured. Corruption’s dripping heat surrounded me, her vulgar muscles consumed me, her body sunk its intoxicating warmth into my couple flesh. Imagine twisting her, breaking her, molding her until she becomes the woman you want. Corruption moaned, Isn’t that your darkest desire, Willowbud? To take something beautiful and pure, and turn it into something as dark and twisted as you? “No…” party I know why you are the way indian you are, Willowbud, Corruption whispered through her lust, her delicate fingers petting my hair affectionately, I know what the creatures of the alleys did to you when you were young. They broke you, they stole your innocence, they robbed you of virtue and goodness; that’s why you do it to others. That’s why you see someone as whole and pure as Astrid, and you want to defile her, mar her, corrupt her. It’s your way of coping with it; coping with the shame of letting those men take you so easily. “…please…” Bhabhi It’s why you melded with me so seamlessly. *"Good." You cum like a bitch indian in heat eh,,, mmmm You know you are his bitch now party don't you. “Please,” she begged. I put up my axe and felt her blade ring across the couple handle, then I spun with my elbow out and finished the move with a sweeping kick. The Fabiana I knew was a devoted wife. Perhaps it was the familiar smell of her hair. I don't want to try anything else. In the dim light it enriched my beauty further. Anna and Jack wouldn’t have to struggle like they had. She turned around peeled the outdoor condom off my cock and proceeded to lick it clean I tensed for the shout, for the girl to see him and— Dev jerked himself off as he thought about holding her hair up and fucking her face. I was a bundle of nerves, especially when they opened the door and I got my first look at the man. He was old, maybe over fifty, and he had a huge beer belly. It's been so long and hell to wait for days on end!”. sex They were cheering them, photographing them and reaching out and touching them. From his back to his Bhabhi hair, I held on, begging for more. Sarah starts on his back, then his magnificent well formed arse, then rubs oil between his thighs.