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  • He spoke, I repeated. “I, Steve Davies,” I said, my words firm and loud, “do solemnly affirm that I will support the Constitution of the United States and the Constitution and laws of the State of Washington, and all local ordinances, and that I will faithfully and impartially perform and discharge the duties of the office of Mayor of Rainier, according to the law and the best of my ability.” The crowd erupted. I was mayor of Rainier, Washington. My wife threw her arms around my neck and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. I trembled, feeling the applause rippling over me. The cheers. The praise. It was intoxicating. I broke away from my wife, heading to the podium. I had a speech prepared. My entire body trembled, but not from nerves, from exhilaration. I felt so alive as I faced the hundreds of people who'd come out on their Saturday to witness this. I gripped the podium, staring out at all of them. My preacher, Colin Fekete, stood with his wife, Fabiana. I had fixed her infidelity issue. I could have let her stay being a whore and let myself join in on the fun, but there were plenty of women I was enjoying. It didn't feel right to have my spiritual leader being cuckolded by his wife. She was only doing it because I changed Linda, one of those unintended consequences. “Thank you, thank you,” I said, smiling. “Thank you all for voting for me.” A great cheer rushed through them. Even though I knew it wasn't their decision, that the world was edited to ensure I won, their belief that they supported me was true. They waved banners with my name. Kyleigh flipped up her skirt, flashing her naked pussy at me for a moment. Why did she have to be even talking about this now. The shock waves would subside in about an hour but the burning pain in her clit would last for days. Mr. Bass told everyone not to worry and announced we were meeting back at his house for the after party. I rammed her harder, fast in and out, fast as I could, hard as I could. “Right, I'll drop you home before work." he talked matter-of-factly, leaving her space to clamber free. Their clothes were scattered throughout the floor. I always forgot how strong orcs were, even the women. I’m a student at St. Louis Community College and work at a locally owned delivery service, that I’ll refer to as Kase Delivery Co. I’m a 20 year old, 5’11 Caucasian male with a swimmers build. She pulled her cock out of my mouth and walked behind me. I was definitely ready for what she was about to give me I craved it and needed it and now I was gonna get it. "Just tell him that you were helping me set up my new iPad," she says pointing to an iPad sitting on the end table. Swigging her legs up and down as only girls can do properly. And although Freddy and I were both orgasming at the same time, the only orgasmic vocalizations ("oohs" and "ahhs") were coming out of my mouth, and not his . After Freddy had let out his initial soft cum-grunt, he was very stoic and quiet throughout his entire sperm-release. I looked at my watch: 7:30. No, you two are old enough to make your decisions. "Your Mom's ready. I tried to make it look like I wasn't watching her watch me or like I was showing off for her. He took her by the arm, escorting her closer to the platform under the noose. They didn’t really fit the entire window. He continued to jerk my dick at a constant rate, occasionally stopping for a brief moment to either swap hands or apply more spit. Becca lowers her head to the goblin’s crotch. Next she would present her ass to him so he could wash her ass cheeks clean. We went into the restaurant, which was nearly deserted. I said it."
  • Cuckholding didn’t seem like something she’d go for, especially not with Julia. What was I missing? I squinted at Willowbud’s eyes. Were they lighter, or was that just my imagination? I leaned toward her to make sure, and suddenly the greens of her eyes were staring back. “You spying on me, Princess?” Willowbud giggled. Not a chuckle, or a cackle, but a fucking giggle. “Yes.” I answered simply. “Well, why don’t you do it from right here?” Willowbud asked, patting the spot next to her with her cigarette hand. “Yeah…” I scoffed at her, “I think I’m good over here.” “You sure?” Willowbud glanced at the wooden dresser I was leaning on, “You know I won’t touch you, Princess.” Willowbud inclined her head to my sucking girlfriend, “Wouldn’t want to get the missus angry, now would we?” “You think I’m falling for that shit?” I snorted. “Have I ever deceived you before?” Willowbud retorted, then shrugged her shoulders, and continued her observation. I studied her closer. There was something different about her. The way she sat wasn’t quite the arrogant sprawl she usually presented, the way she smoked didn’t have the easy confidence, and the way she talked sounded downright wrong. I took a tentative step toward her. Then another, then another. I cautiously eased myself on the couch, watching her, waiting for the shoe to drop. Willowbud glanced at me, then reached for the table beside her. There was a coin on that table. I was ninety-nine percent certain that she was going to casually murder me, right up until the moment I was presented with a half-finished pack of cigarettes. “No, thank you.” I muttered. Willowbud tossed the pack back on the table, and recommenced touching herself. Across the room, Julia was situated in a wide squat, her feminine juices dripping from her slit, and pooling to the floor between her protruding domes. The length of her back was a slight arch, and her head moved back and forth, sucking with an expertise I did not know she had. I’d seen her take Diamond before, but Brandon was a whole different thing, and she didn’t even gag. I was impressed, and a little jealous. Just a little. I mean, I was really good at giving head; everyone knew that. It was a point of pride for me. I was the best cock-sucker in the elven empire, but Astrid was apparently the queen of blowjobs here, and judging by Brandon’s expression, Julia was making a run for that crown. Julia fucked better than me, got fucked better than me, and apparently, now she also sucked better than me. Holy fuck, Lucilla. Are you really that worried about it? Lilly pulled away and looked Becky in the eyes. No answer came. She was... controlling the Paragon. I then looked at Ashley, and she at me, and we both said, sure, we’ll give this a try. Where was I? “Not waiting for poor old mom to get back, huh?” A dome of mystical energy manifested a heartbeat before the insects engulfed my body. “You touched it?” "Like that?" She got up of her bed with her phone in her hand and went towards her mirror and stripped off her silk night dress tossing it on her bed. “Always.” She smiled. Oh BLOODY FUCKING HELL DARLING!!!!!!!!!" We have to get rid of it. I rode him as fast as I could while moaning around Mommy's hard nub.