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  • “If you seduce a succubus,” Justina explained, “her powers backfire. Instead of enslaving you, you enslaved her.” Tera’s face shined with unconditional love. Her big, violet eyes brimmed with faithfulness, and her posture was servile and adoring. “I think she worships you now,” Justina chuckled, “after you passed out, she wouldn’t let me touch you. She hovered over your body like a protective mama bear, and I had to convince her that you’d be very angry with her if you came-to on a wood floor.” “Is the bed to your liking?” Tera asked hopefully from my other side, still on her knees, “I wanted to build an altar, but Justina told me you wouldn’t appreciate the ostentation.” “An altar…” I mused, smiling weakly to myself, “that would’ve been interesting.” “Then I will build you an altar!” Tera proclaimed firmly, standing up and opening a nearby drawer, “I will build you a shrine! I will turn my humble abode into a temple for your worship! Stupid Justina and her stupid recommendations; of course, a god needs an altar! Why did I listen to her? Please forgive my stupidity, your… your… forgive me, but I do not know your preferred title.” “Your Holiness, will do fine,” I said, smirking at Justina as she barely controlled her laughter, “and I don’t need a temple; I need some aspirin.” Tera cursed herself for her lack of foresight (of course his holiness needs an aspirin, god, I’m so fucking stupid!), and then bustled into the kitchen. “She wouldn’t shut the fuck up about you,” Justina sniggered, “all she could talk about was how she was going to be your most faithful disciple, how she’d worship you endlessly, how she’d gladly give her life for you.” Justina glanced curiously at the slight bulge in the sheets between my legs, “You must be something else, Brandon.” Tera bustled into the room with aspirin capsules in one hand, and a bottle of her most expensive wine in the other. Apparently, water was too Hardcore Sex lowly a drink to grace my divine lips. She once again, cursed herself for her foolishness, and then ran back into the kitchen, before returning with the wine in a glass. She walked over to me reverently, then got on her knees, and lifted the aspirin and wine above her head, casting her eyes downward, as though she were presenting me with a holy offering. “I know what she did was wrong,” Justina said as I accepted Tera’s offering, “but Blowjobs try not sucking to take this too far; I would like my mother back, eventually. Now, deepthroat your sister-” “Angela!” I said, nearly choking on the wine. I turned on Tera and yelled, “where is she?!” Tera cowered on the floor, prostrating herself and wailing about how she wasn’t worthy. Justina’s hand touched my shoulder, and I gawked when I saw the color of her eyes. “Hey, Brandon!” Angela’s girlish voice sung from Justina’s lips, whose irises were now my sister’s pale blue, “I’m inside a succubus; how cool is that? Well… I guess you know blondes how cool it is, don’t you?” she sniggered, “Turns out, all you had to do to get laid was prove you were a god! Why didn’t I think of that before?” “How the hell…” I said, peering into the familiar eyes set in the face of another woman, “what did you do?” “It was you, actually,” Justina said, her eyes returning to violet, “you subconsciously created a connection between your sister and myself.” “Can she leave?” I asked. “Justina says I shouldn’t,” Angela piped-in, her blue eyes showing on the succubus’s face, “she says too much of your power is tied to me, and that I should stay in here or I’ll stunt your growth.” “All of your power was used on her,” Justina said, violet eyes returning, “the exertion of keeping her around was a drain on your potential. Think of your power as a muscle; to develop, it needs to be worked in increments. If it’s constantly under stress, it will atrophy.” “Justina says you might be able to create a new body for me!” Angela interrupted, abruptly changing Justina’s eye color, “She says you’re the Life Giver.” “The what?” I asked, “I thought I was a Creator?” “There are three Creators,” Justina said, coming back to the forefront, “Life Giver, Earth Former and Heat Bringer. She was sure of it. My dick spurted a final time into her as my mind was carried to such a wondrous height of rapture. He wondered how in the hell his son arranged this! With a devious smile, she directed her power at them, stretching out her hands in their direction and latching Blowjobs onto them Hardcore Sex with her blondes mind. He said that he had noticed Marcia’s fine condition and was happy to see her in such good shape. He could hardly talk. I looked over to see Ha Na with her legs wrapped around Mac as he fucked her pussy hard and fast. Says fanny. "You knew?" Mighty fine and deepthroat very satisfying; I sucking would say.
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I was a bit disappointed when Jon told me to get off him. We had to help Debbie get off the machine because she was totally knackered and we left her on my bed to recover. When she eventually came downstairs she was dressed. Jon has also got dressed and was working in the garden. I got Debbie a cup of tea but she was still too tired to talk. All she really said was, “That’s one hell of a machine you’ve got there girl.” Jon took her home leaving me Hardcore Sex to get some food ready. Week commencing August 9 Quite a quiet week really, nothing exciting happened. Even the eclipse of the sun wasn’t worth the effort of looking at. When I went to work on the Friday Debbie told me that she’d collected her car and that there had been a bit of a reception waiting for when she’d arrived. Four of the salesmen were there, all wanting to show her every bit of the car. Of course she’d had to bend over a few times and there had always been one of them behind her and in front of her waiting to get a glimpse up her skirt or down her top. It had only taken her seconds to realise what was going on so she’d decided to milk it a bit and had managed to get them to fill up the petrol tank (they paid) for her before she’d left. Saturday August 14 Early afternoon Jon came into the salon and stayed just long enough to give Debbie a little box. I kept watching her and when she went to the loo I followed her and asked her if she was going to put her new friend Ben Wa to work. At first she wasn’t sure but in the end she did. I watched her for the rest of the afternoon, it was quite interesting and watching her made me get all damp. Twice people asked her if she was all right and when it came to going home she said she just had to go and take them out. She said that there was no way that she could have walked to her car and then driven home with them in. Jon took me into town that night and round some of the livelier pubs. No one gave my ultra-short dress a second glance and most of the girls were wearing skirts that short. I wonder just how many of them weren’t wearing what I wasn’t.Sunday August 15 After the newspapers it was straight to the gym and a workout. I wore my white Lycra shorts, bikini top and Ben again. I hadn’t intended to put Ben in but when I saw the same youth that was there the previous week I changed my mind. Needless to say that he smiled and said hello when we walked in and he kept looking over towards me all the time. I’m sure that he saw the outline of my rings and chain AND the wet spot on my shorts when I used the machine that stretches your legs wide open. His face went all red and he looked away for quite a while. I’m sure that he was waiting for me to use the exercise cycle, I know I was. 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