Who cares about her?” “The gangster.” Arbitrus scoffed, “Night Eyes is a gangster like an axe wound is a papercut. She’s not quite an anarchist, though random destruction is in wife her repertoire. She’s like a demented toddler who thinks the world is her toy, and she does with it as she pleases. Her brand of evil, and the power with which she enacts it, are not natural.” Arbitrus reached into the large pocket of his overalls, and produced a copy of the magazine Lucilla had shown me yesterday. He tossed it on my lap, and I turned the page to the article about Astrid, featuring a sneering portrait of Night Eyes in the corner. An odd prickling crawled slowly up my spine as I ran my hand over the young nymph’s picture, Does she look vaguely familiar? “Seventeen years ago, I saw something that terrified me.” Arbitrus said, his voice wavering, “I looked into the ethereal realm of the most ancient one, and found that it was empty. She had awoken from her slumber, and escaped the astral plane.” “Corruption?” I whispered. Arbitrus nodded, and I turned my attention back to the picture. “But black eyes don’t mean anything,” I insisted, “a cosmetic astral meld can turn anyone’s eyes any color. You don’t know that-” “I know.” Arbitrus said solemnly, “I traveled to Drastin when news of this Night Eyes reached my ears. I found her in her brothel, and I saw the beast beneath with my own eyes. It smiled at me, and I ran. I ran as far as my legs could carry me.” “Good Mother,” I whispered, “Astrid, this ‘Angel’ girl, she’s my friend’s daughter! She and Flora went to Drastin ahead of us, they’re-” “Dead.” Arbitrus interrupted, “Or wishing they were. Or maybe Night Eyes invited them to dinner? No one knows indian what she’ll do. You’d have better luck predicting the fall of a thousand dice, then guessing her actions. It’s the nature of the beast inside her.” Arbitrus leaned toward me until I could feel his breath on my cheek, his eyes boring a hole into the side of my head. “But Corruption made a grave mistake, Julia; she returned to the world when The Destroyer bedroom walked fucked its surface.” There was pregnant silence between us where the unspoken words lingered, hovering over us like a black cloud. I prayed that Freydis and Flora were safe, but the realistic side of me knew they weren’t. The pictures of Astrid were drawn across the paper in my lap, of her in chains and ropes, suffering the degradations of a twisted mind, a corrupted mind. The Life Giver, my only hope for redemption, was under the mercy of that corruption. Could I murder with premeditation? Could I become the dispassionate destroyer, the brutal corrector? Was this the path of righteousness? Did I have a choice? “I’ll do it,” I barely whispered,“I’ll kill Night Eyes.” Chapter Two: couple Sister JUSTINA The smell of last night’s sex wafted into my nose as the dawn light shined into my eye. I took a deep inhale, and smiled. Nothing happened. This triple stimulation was getting to him; he could feel the myriad of feelings coming from his mother and sisters through their link. ...Along with something tucked carefully behind her back. My dizziness suddenly disappeared, and I realize it was me who shouted. She would milk me and I would spill into her. Emily grabs my hand and shoves my fingers in her mouth licking up my spunk. "Wooooow, human girls taste so yummy." After being instructed on how to “eat a girl out” Pam whispered in my ear, “If you do this before fucking it will please a girl to no end and will keep you from leaving a girl unfulfilled by coming too quick. “Told you.” I said. Aingeal – Az, Princedom of Kivoneth, The Strifelands fucked of Zeutch My eyes focused on his hard, pulsating shaft as I grabbed it, my small dainty fingers only able to wrap around a third of his unbelievable thickness. From the moment he closed his eyes, horrific phantasms assailed him, nightmares beyond de***********ion. They surrounded it, forming a perimeter. Just after a position change -- I was back on the bed, Vika lying on her back underneath me -- I thought I saw something in her eyes, a shimmer of hope. She slid her body down, on bedroom top of wife him, down, kissing his neck, laying young a trail of kisses and nibbles across his chest, until her mouth closed around his nipples. More of my students to love. I could hear them laughing and giggling like two little schoolgirls as they left me to recover. “Don't come in here and fucking yell at me. Joe's already given me an earful about it,” she hissed, crossing her arms over her chest. couple Our drinks and bar nachos. Isobel's face is still white with fear, but has hints of a certain lewd look also. She pressed her ass up which caused me to lift off her then she turned over so we were front to front again. “Could I call you right back? "What have we here, a damsel in distress", his movement was swift, standing beside her offering tissues, into which she blew her runny nose - sobbing. ”You’re fucking my cunt, you dirty man,” Sherry said to Dad teasing, “I want you to come in me…I’m on the pill. By that time I’d got over the shock and was looking around. “That’s good to hear, Mom. Now I could get up and do indian that little girl there across the desk or you could talk me into something else. We’re done. She looked near to weeping when she saw Yavara. My heart leaped with joy. She reached down and grabbed my shaft, all too eager to guide me in. Breaking the kiss, I smiled at her. I smiled, looking up at her as I leaned down and kissed at Sister Chastity Hope's rump. She lowered her head onto my cock and pushed it all the way down her throat in one fluid motion. When Tyler saw her his eyes lit up. She gagged a few times, but I could feel her throat open and let me enter. These questions are deep and I am tired.