Chubby Indian sweetheart With Big Tits Gets Part5

Ariela glanced back to Sophia and grinned, her expression dark and excited as they approached a door, which she pushed open and stepped into, her purple dress trailing in behind her. As Sophia stepped in she was shocked to see the change in theme, this room was one of luxurious comfort, warm colours, soft carpet, a huge bed, a young… “Sophia?!” Belind’s voice came out, his blue eyes going wide, matching her own as he tugged the bed covers up over his naked body, hiding his body from her as they stared at each other, equally shocked. Ariela grinned and stepped behind Sophia, placing her hands on the girl's shoulders, looking over at Belind, “Oh come now Belind! This is a family reunion, now’s no time to go hiding yourself.” Belind tore his expression away from her up to his owner, up to Ariela, “What is she doing here?” he said, his voice heavy with uncertainty. “Tell me, how well did you two get on? You know, before all of this.” Ariela asked curiously, glancing down over Sophia’s shoulder at the v of her dress, briefly admiring her cleavage. Belind pursed his lips, his brow furrowing a little as Ariela dodged his question, but he knew better than to avoid hers, “We hated each other. She bullied me almost constantly.” Ariela nodded curiously, “She’s a real cunt isn’t she?” Sophia made to move but Ariela tightened her grip, a silent pained expression crossing Sophia’s face before she stood still once more, pouting. Belind glanced between the two then shrugged and nodded. “Oh how rude of me, your question,” Ariela smirked, “from what I gather she came here to marry me to gain power and as a token of appreciation she informed me that there are a couple of traitors in my midst who are trying to break you out,” she squinted her eyes some, reading his silent amateur reaction. “Well, I’ll be. Belind you little demon, she’s telling the truth isn’t she?” he looked away and she let out a short laugh, shaking her head, “I’m almost proud of you. I’m not, but, almost,” with a shove she pushed Sophia to her knees where, with a wave cumshot of her hand, Ariela kept her pinned, an invisible weight keeping her down as Ariela stepped around the bed to get closer to Belind, who shuffled away, nervous and with good reason. “Each time I think I’ve broken you, you surprise me,” she reached out and caressed Hardcore a hand across his face, “I think that’s why you’re my favourite. There’s always something new to play with.” “I won’t tell you who they are…” Belind said defensively, still holding the covers to his chest. Ariela let out a little sigh and put her hands on her hips, “Belind, darling, you know that isn’t true. I could very easily have you tortured until you give up the names of the traitors.” 'though I know one already', she thought to herself, thinking about Atrin, her mind completely lost as to who the other could interracial be. Belind got a reality bit of a wet look in his eyes, knowing his chances were dashed and that her words were true, but he wouldn’t give up the names without at least trying to resist her, though he felt fear coursing through him at the pain he was sure was coming. “But I don’t want to have to do that.” She said and he looked up, confused, then she smiled, motioning with a hand towards the silent Sophia, “I’d much rather make that bitch suffer. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? If I played my little games with her, instead of you.” “I don’t understand,” Belind said softly. “Give me the names of the traitors and I will help you get your revenge on this uppity little brat. She playfully shoves me as she stands up. Was he?“ “It is, but Elbert is more centrally located; makes it easier to keep an eye on the entire country from one location. I interracial was always telling people about my life and now telling them about my sex life. James was certainly an average intellect, probably a real solid Advanced Placement student had his parents sent him to public school with a certain flair for equations but having a genius Mom that pushed him academically coupled cumshot with the Hardcore lack of much of a normal childhood made James’s academic abilities stand out considerably. “I’m...I’m so sorry.” Hannah says. She let out a purring moan before pressing her face between my asscheeks. You are now moaning loudly, but the sound of waves and wind wash it all away. They kept talking and laughing the whole time. The children were given the same reality meals, but naturally fussy, they had amateur to be coaxed into eating their food by those tasked with caring for them.