We should be beacons of hope, examples of virtue and mercy, not tyrants!” “Honey, I’m not saying we should rule the world,” Willowbud smiled, “that sounds like a lot of administrative bullshit that I don’t want to deal with. Let the little kings and emperors shepherd the cattle; I just want to have my fun.” “Fun.” Julia said flatly, “You don’t think your powers give you responsibility beyond your own amusement?” “No, I actually don’t.” Willowbud’s smile grew even wider. “What do you think, Brandon?” Julia asked. “Huh?” Brandon started, “Oh, uh… you both make great points.” Willowbud elbowed him in the ribs. “Fuck, ow!” “You’re my boyfriend; you’re supposed to agree with me by default!” “Whatever Julia said is right,” Brandon groaned, rubbing his side, “I will not be intimidated by terrorists.” “Please pay attention, Brandon,” Julia said, barely masking her impatience, “we’re talking about the future of the world here.” “I don’t amateur get why we have to have some kind of agreed-upon agenda.” Brandon said, “How about you just do indian your thing, I do my thing, and Willowbud does her thing? If our things happen to come together, then lick we’ll both do each other’s things, OK?” “And what happens when your thing and my thing oppose each other?” Julia asked, “What happens when, just for example, that thing inside your girlfriend decides destroying Drastin might be her ‘thing?’” “Drastin wouldn’t be much fun as rubble,” Willowbud mused lazily, “Terondia, on the other hand…” “You fucking bitch!” Lucilla screamed. “I’m sorry, did anyone else hear that?” Willowbud grinned, “I swear I just heard the rare mating call of the Imperial Dick Swallow.” “Julia, kill this cunt right-” “Enough!” I yelled, causing all eyes to shift to me. I stood there, gaging each expectant gaze, instantly regretting my outburst. What would Gloria say? What wisdom should an ancient impart upon immature gods with limitless power? “Astrid Hardcore and I need to promote our fight,” was what I managed to come up with, “we’re fighting in The blowjob Pit championship in two nights, and you three have stolen all our thunder! It was the most anticipated bout in a century, and now it’s going to be Fingering regulated to page six of the Drastin Times because you greedy fuckers had to go public!” “You have to… promote your fight.” Julia said slowly. “That’s right.” I said firmly, lifting my chin, “Astrid and I get on stage, perform various dance routines, and have a mock duel with practice weapons. Then, we show our gratitude to our wonderful fans by fucking as many of them as we can before our legs give out. Afterward, we sign autographs and sponsor charity events for the local orphanage. It’s a crucial part of community outreach, and you three are fucking it up!” “I was really looking forward to it.” Astrid mumbled beside me. There was a tense silence where I wondered if I’d just united Willowbud and Julia in the joint venture of killing me. He amateur pulled her upward, his hands filling with her hot, sweaty tits. Nothing had really changed, yet everything had changed. “Did she accept that explanation?” Freydis was going to kill Willowbud, and I wasn’t there to stop it. I did not know anything about the rubber. My hand lick loosened my tie. “Pull the plug. She’d started seeing some men every now and then, but never got too attached to anyone. She retreated to her room without a look at her brother. Sanchez, Manuel, Pablo, Gomez, Nino, and all the others cheered their assent. I knew that today of all days, I was going to look my best. I stuck my tongue out and licked her slit from the bottom to Fingering the top. Dumping her on the bed face down he stripped giving her the first look at his eight inch thick cock. You wont blowjob be able to remember anything! You‘ve always done it.” “Keep going.” she said gently, her cock starting to swell with desire. But it wasn't anything major. If you or any of your submissive sisters are uncomfortable with the indian room, then I will keep it locked,” I tell her. "What do you need those for?" Just like that, life returned to Hijiri’s Hardcore eyes, and she looked back at her sister in terror. I asked “do you know of anything?”. I did not know who I was, or what I was, but I had an inkling. “Big dick” was starting to go faster.