Her Giant Phat Ass

“And you expect me to join your gang after all this?!” Tera cried, “To torture and kill?!” “No, no, no!” Willowbud laughed, shaking her head, “I’m done with the gangster business. I turned that page of my life just now,” she gestured to Gloria, “my last enemy dead. No, I’m in the entertainment business now; a much seedier, more cutthroat business than drug dealing and whores ever were. I don’t need thugs and brutes anymore; I need stone-cold-killers and foxy broads. You happen to fulfill both those needs.” “You’re insane,” Tera gasped, her eyes trembling, “you’re a god, a being of immeasurable power, and you want to be a show producer? ” “Fight promoter, actually,” Willowbud grinned, “and I never made any claims on sanity.” She turned to me and gave black me another wink, “But you know all about that, don’t you, Justina-slash-Angela? I gotta know; when exactly did you go so crazy that your indian brain split right in half?” Angela’s a dead girl, and the Life Giver is in that house, and could you please fuck me, and- “When I was ten,” I said before Justina could blurt out the truth, “my best friend got run over by an oxen cart, and now she lives in my head.” “Then you used interacial an astral enchantment to change the eye color,” Willowbud smiled, almost endearingly, “and viola; Angela lives.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, trying to sound as nuts as possible, “that’s just my natural eye color.” “Your clairvoyant, aren’t you?” Willowbud said, looking closely at me, “You can etc see astral beings as clear as day, even melded ones.” “Yes.” I said as Justina screamed the truth in my head. Willowbud leaned forward, took my hand in hers and brought the hand to her mouth. I half-expected her to bite my fingers off, but instead, she kissed it with love and reverence, which was somehow worse. “You’re as broken as me, Cousin,” she whispered, her black eyes gleaming behind almost-affectionate irises, “cursed with gifts you didn’t ask for, forced into hiding from a world that hates you. You’re not in Towerhead anymore; no one’s going to hurt you with me around.” “Willowbud,” Tera said, her voice ragged, “please, release my daughter. The water had begun to boil and using tongs he put them in the water. She moaned, interacial “No,” black as she was penetrated. When she does, say ‘no, the church says it’s forbidden to touch yourself down there’ and I guarantee you you’ll get a nice treat. She struggles with morality for several moments when she hears me mutter “god damn Nate’s mom is fucking hot”. Patting my heaving belly, she strolled out of etc my room, her hips sashaying to the tune of my wildly beating heart. The head of his penis was massive and it was easier to get it into someone before he was at full mast. He moaned as his cum shot indian out of his cock and into his sister's waiting womb. “Enchanted. Brandy said you don't know what you are getting into Terry. “Maybe its because we know where we actually are now with each other.”