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  • Panic swelled in me, and I suddenly felt trapped beneath Angela, violated by her penetration. She pushed her thumb into my ass, and I cried out, but not in pleasure. I reality bucked like a crazed animal, thrashed with hands and feet, wrenched my back this way and that. I felt Angela’s weight press to my back, and I tried desperately to roll us off the couch. I opened my mouth to scream for european Sara, but I was met with a pair of unexpected lips. Angela offered Serenity to me, and I greedily took the dose. Panic washed from me, the world clarified, and my mind became a reservoir of peace. Holy shit, are you alright? Angela asked mentally. She pulled out of me cautiously, and rolled my skirt back over my butt. “I think I just had a panic attack.” I replied verbally once our kiss had broken. “I think you might need a therapist.” Angela said, helping me back into a sitting position. “Perhaps.” I mused. I was feeling rather indifferent about the whole ordeal, actually. Everything was just perfect the way it was. Any alterations to the present would be an affront to the eternal ‘now.’ “You need to brunette breathe it out, Lucilla, or you’ll become blowjob addicted to it.” Angela frowned, “I’m still feeling Corruption’s affects, and this isn’t even my body.” Angela gave me a guilty look, “I’m sorry about what I just did. Corruption isn’t an excuse to be a total cunt.” “No, you do that just fine one your own.” I grimaced as I reluctantly blew Serenity out of me. Angela chuckled at that. “I wish we’d met under better circumstances, Princess.” Angela smiled, “I think we would’ve gotten along very well.” “I have a bad habit of fucking people first, then making introductions.” I sighed. “I think it leaves a great first impression.” Angela grinned. I relented a little smile, and turned my attention to the display in the arena. Tera had changed the paddle to a whip, though not the crude instrument Julia had used on me. This one had many tails, and left only stimulating red marks where it met flesh, causing pain, but not agony. Not what Julia had done to group sex me. I touched a finger to my breast, feeling the flesh through the silk of my dress. Brandon had healed me, but the memory of the pain was still there. It was a grim reminder, but a necessary one. I listen to what reality she is hearing briefly. I looked around and all of the men were just looking down at me and screaming in their strange language. Before Emily began, she gave me her mobile phone, I looked at it, brunette group sex it was on the camera and Emily nodded with a very cheeky grin. That’s when I get down on my hands and knees for the Doberman so he can sink his cock into me. The dog mounts me from behind. They were definitely women. “Do you want to just be this brief memory Brian had while he was at the con?” Kelly asked, dropping her voice to a provocative whisper. Whispering loud enough for me to hear, she purred, “You don't like that dick spurting hot cum into your mouth? Now tell me” Abhi blowjob was making circles on her thigh over the chiffon saree, acting as if trying to remember. Good Night" she kissed Georgia " Night european honey .... She twisted her thick ass against the welcoming mouth of her young lover.
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