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I could tell Brandon didn’t know how to broach me. Though he was a god, he desi was still a commoner, and that mental barrier between peasant and royalty was a hard one to break. So, I jumped on his lap, grinned back at him, and took the initiative. TERA My eyes opened to lazy slits, focusing on Princess Lucilla’s royal features; the elegant length of her neck, the pronouncement of her proud chin, the big, blue eyes set above delicate cheeks, framed with fine, platinum hair. She was curvy for an elf, both her and Julia were (especially Julia), but Lucilla’s porcelain flesh spoke of a pure bloodline, and the complex patterns that laced it only added to her majesty. This woman certainly looked the part of a storybook princess, but the expression she was giving me didn’t belong in any kind of fairytale, and the things she was doing hardly belonged in a whore house. Princess Lucilla had Brandon’s entire fist up her ass, bus her body rigid indian with the intensity of it, her arms and legs creating a bridge over the man who was violating her. “Astrid, I think we have a challenger.” I chuckled. I’d met Lucilla’s type before; privileged sluts who gaged their self-worth on how ‘wild’ they could be, always overcompensating and sexually one-upping. They were some of my favorite people. Give me two of those whores, and I could turn any party into an orgy in under twenty minutes. “She’s not even in the same league,” flash Astrid breathed onto my neck, pushing her invasion deeper, causing my knees to buckle, “ignore her.” “Give her a chance to prove herself,” I gasped, licking my lips at the elf, “what’s the harm in friendly competition?” Brandon matched Astrid’s progress with obvious amusement, causing Lucilla to growl with the deepening of her penetration, her neck standing with tension. Her occupied pussy was flushed with the arousal of her anal violation, the clear nectar dripping down Brandon’s massaging fingers, the tendons in his hand flexing as he gently discovered her secrets. Her diaphragm heaved with breath, the white silk of her dress darkening with the exertion of her lust, clinging to the obvious swell of her breasts, pointed nipples signaling her joy, cleavage glistening from glowing flesh. She bit her lip in concentration, gave me a wink, and shifted herself downward; her hips swaying this way and that, her knees bending, her supporting arms trembling as she corkscrewed Brandon’s fist into her rim, the fleshy cuff wrapping gratefully about his wrist as the entrance narrowed around a lesser girth. “Perhaps I underestimated her.” Astrid mused, adjusting my penetration to match Lucilla’s, forcing me to climb to my tip-toes, breathless sobs expiring from my chest, “I think she’s mad that you dismembered her earlier; perhaps you should make amends?” “I want to see how far she can take it.” I gasped, chest rising and falling, cheeks flushed, lips gaping with desperate expirations, “Don’t stop!” “We wouldn’t want to hurt the little princess, would we?” Astrid kissed my neck, “I’m sure she has the spirit, but her body isn’t built like yours. Mistress and Her Holiness have enough hostility for the lot of us; let us be peacemakers.” BRANDON I’d lived with two succubi, a corrupted deity, a vampire with limitless libido, and a sexually-mutated Valkyrie for the better part of a month, and not once had any of them jumped on my lap and told me to stick my fist as far up their ass as I could. I had known Princess Lucilla for the better part of an hour, and already my fingers were New tickling colon. I could see why Sister Julia had bound with her; this one was definitely a keeper. “Oh, thank god,” Lucilla sobbed when Astrid stopped her venture. "Daddy is the best name now please." It'd be less desi embarrassing giving it to the Pope! I had no idea who Keith Haight was. "Look, she needs to get on birth control, phone the doctor, get her in, do whatever needs to be done, you know the drill then give her an enema, have one yourself then a bath, we'll party when I get through upstairs, Ok?" "How would you like to see one of my treasures? Our eyes followed them as they bent down to retrieve their drinks from the crisper. As we approached our guys, two middle aged women ahead of us grabbed our seats and bus each planted a kiss on our guys. “ I grab my keys up from the kitchen table flash and head out the door moments later I’m in my car and on my way to Roanoke...I thought to myself as i drove “ This going be great three and half days I crack my music up loud. “I... Amit did not respond. New The girls sat at the table and sang excitedly in Norwegian as dad and I went up to get the plates from the bar. But my legs wobbled, threatening to give out on me. My eyes misted over when he pulled me toward him. The bed sank slightly from both sides as they joined you. I knew then that I would love this girl forever. I can’t go back into that. I straightened my spine, my dick would indian be nuzzling at her pussy. My friends had joined the fun, too. They feel so firm yet spongy when he squeezes them. Had Sonja decided that she wanted to keep playing?