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“Wait, what the f-” “One.” I cut off Brandon with an extension of arm, my palm splayed threateningly toward him. Tera watched me from behind my daughter, angling the knife against her spine. “Two.” I said coldly, a ball of plasmatic heat radiating from my hand, so hot that Brandon’s skin glistened from ten feet away. Tera narrowed her violet eyes. “Thr-” a blast of blue power shot from Brandon’s mouth, hitting me in the chest. My body was no longer just mine. I felt something, someone , desperately trying to gain control. I gritted my teeth and focused the energy into my hand, the molten sphere vibrating with imminent release, Brandon in episodes the crosshairs of my splayed fingers. Please don’t! A female voice screamed. Angela. She tried to touch the motors of my mind, but they’d belonged to me for far longer, and I shut her out. She raced into my memories and started ripping through them, and I closed episode the book before she got too deep. Let me see! she screamed, I can’t help you unless you let me see! Get out! I growled, trying to expel her from me. It was no use. Every time I kicked her from one part of my cognizance, she just hopped to another. Tera will kill Diamond, I promise you she will! Angela yelled, And if you kill Brandon, and I become a Sentient, I will fucking haunt you, I swear it on your holy mother! Now let me see who you are! I tentatively unlocked my memories, and felt Angela sift through them. My journey to Drastin, my morning with Arbitrus, my night with Diamond and Lucilla, my murder of Passion, my days of bliss with her, my night with Lucilla in the tower, my years spent in the indian convent, my years in the orphanage, my- That’s far enough! I screamed, feeling that memory coming back to me, those blackened, shrieking faces. Angela stopped there, carefully putting the memory back into place. I felt her memories too, of days spent in the mind of Justina, of years floating beside Brandon, of nights watching him from the corner of the room, of wooden wheels bearing down comics on me, of horrid, crushing pain, of oxen hooves trampling as my skull split against the- That’s also, far enough, Angela said quietly as I gawked in horror, I need to take control of your mouth and eyes now, OK? I numbly let her, my mind still echoing with the firsthand experience of death. Bhabhi “Tera,” a voice that was not my own said from my lips, “she’s not here to kill Brandon. Flora was mistaken.” “Then why is she here?” Tera hissed, not moving. To kill Willowbud, for one. Angela said to me, I can tell you’re undecided, so let me add my two cents; if you have the shot, you fucking take it. “To get Brandon to reconstruct the womb of Arbortus,” Angela answered with my mouth, “and to find a new Passion.” And If you think I’m living in a fucking tree for eternity, you’re dead wrong. Angela hissed in my mind, Find a different undead sucker to fill the role. She sucked on it. She was silent. “Yeah, Nicole? I shot him a skeptical look, "You really want to watch me fuck another guy?" She whimpered and quivered, squeezing her pussy down on my dick. “Did she?” The tip of my penis brushed her trimmed bush. “Oh man that is asking a lot but lets see”. Bhabhi Amit: "Don't you dare touch yourself. "Just, uh, let me get my stuff." You were the one with the crush on me, remember?" I moaned, “Oh god this is a dream.” They did it again. “I shouldn’t think like this,” Stacey chided herself but the image was too strong as she saw in detail her daughter’s fingers covered in sticky goo and wished that it was her goo they were covered in. Stacey had to bite her lip to stop herself from crying out as she orgasmed on her own fingers, plunging three in and out while twisting her nipple with the other hand, just like her semi-regular girlfriend did. As one stepped forward, giving the marine a quick kick to prompt her to scramble out of their way a cheer went up from the others who had subsided. She could feel some of the men, and women, undressing her and it made her tingle in her most private place. Just like you came home from school very stressed today, your mom often comes home from work very stressed. He would be pinning me to the door, fucking me hard. You make me indian feel like episode such a beginner.” “Oh don’t pout…” she laughed a little, unable to see him, but able to guess, “Come on, keep washing.” The Mystery Man now has his back against the wall, and #6 isn’t acting like the Good Girl that is Clara #5. No, Clara #6 is definitely a Bad Girl, purring as she sits on her episodes knees in front of The Mystery Man. The subtle lust in her voice has lost all subtlety. A week after getting home, my older brother and I decided to go hiking at one of our favorite places, along the Canadian River. Where’s teach?” he said. “Expose your ass as you put it in!” he ordered. She wanted to pee and wanted to cum but there was no way to pee or rub her clit to climax. My gaze at her body was broken by her voice. I wolfed it down with one hand, the other scrolling through comics people from my church. “I haven't been with anyone else since I last was with you and Febe and I was so excited then that I let my feelings overwhelm me. I'd understand if you felt that that wasn't the proper thing for a brother and sister to do. For this evening you have finger fucked my cold, dead body, and tonight, with dreams of me dancing in your head, you will masturbate yourself to exhaustion. I popped to my feet and... Dave looked at the glass of whiskey he’d pulled from me. “You’re daughters are coming today, ain’t they?” Really spending some quality time getting to