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Should I wonder why?” “What about the ones we left behind?” “What about them?” Furia touched me over my teen heart, “What they were lives here. Now, they are only what they made of you.” “April still lives! I can’t just move on! ” I hissed. Furia laid her hand flat on my chest. “Can’t you?” She asked softly, “She has moved on from you, Adrianna. Is that what hurts you so?” I didn’t answer. Furia smiled so brilliantly it seemed to shine from her. “You used to be so much taller than me,” she whispered, looking up, “now you’re barely three inches over me. I can…” she stepped right into me, “I can almost kiss you from here, and if I get up on my toes,” she raised her face to mine, “then you won’t have to lean down for me.” Her big blue eyes were half-mast and looking expectantly into my own. She closed the distance between us, and for a moment, I held back. She didn’t stop; she just smiled and kept advancing, her lush pink lips relaxing, her little tongue sneaking between them. I let her kiss me. I let her warm lips press against my own, and then I let her open my riding mouth and slide her tongue inside. I kissed her back, and the desire I had pent-up since my transformation flowed through me. I pressed our bodies together, savoring the feminine squish of her chest against me, relishing the masculine thing growing hard between her legs, pressing into my crotch. She hummed a soft moan of need into my mouth, and I answered with one of my own, the aching emptiness in my nethers overwhelming me. Furia broke from the kiss in a heated gasp. “Let’s go back to the hut,” she whispered on my lips, “and discover the secrets amateur of our new selves.” EVA Everyone thought I was the regiment slut back at Castle Thorum. I was ‘Easy Eva from E Company,’ and if you were a man down on your luck, Easy Eva was who you visited to get your mojo back. I guess I never did much to put the reputation to rest. Was I easy? Maybe. Most of the girls who joined the rangers were either from one of the ten estates, or Bentius itself. I’ll start teen with telling about where the honeymoon took place. Oh, yes, yes! Mom was still fucking me! It was around 1 in the morning and my arousal was out of control! Permission granted. Fear welled in her throat, making her stomach tighten and tears flow freely. Following along, I stand with them, and I end up facing Gwen. “Oh, he’s got plenty more,” Gloria grinned, taking hold of my cock and running her fingers covetously down it, “after what I put in his blood, this thing will be standing tall for a long time.” Daryl left a few seconds later after wishing Lucy and me good luck and asking me to call when I had some news. The fire flared green from a moment as the air took on a mint like aroma. Thank you…….PABLO. I should look for something a little longer. Back in the field, the eight councilors shook their heads as they watched my rapid escape. We drove back to work in contemplative silence, leaving the peaceful tranquility of the amateur forest for the bustle of town. Jack moved his hands to his sister's breasts and started kneading them as she fucked him. A river of swirling, bubbling goo oozed from her gaping fuck slot, her tired twat lips making no effort as of yet to close down the cavernous gash of her plundered honey pot. “Get riding back!” Ben shouted in frustration. Then her tits and asscheeks took a jolt. Unbutton my skirt.” "No, I'm laughing my ass off!" "Evening Master."