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Now that I had a good look at her, Flora’s companion was instantly recognizable. That woman couldn’t be anyone but Freydis Skyborne, High Guard of Iona, and Astrid’s mother. She was arching her back from the wall, her hands clasped in shackles above her head, her tongue running over needy lips as she eye-fucked me with my violet irises. I had just barely gotten a hold of her before she barged through the front door of The Screeching Siren, and the bruise that smarted from my ribs was a reminder of how much power she had behind her punch. Had I not been on the porch last night, and smelled Flora’s familiar scent before the two arrived, god only knows what would’ve happened. I had a good idea of why both women were here, but I needed details. I knelt before my possessed twin sister. “I always wanted you, Master, ever since I could feel such things.” Flora confessed, writhing in her binds, “If they hadn’t exiled you when we were fourteen, I might’ve fallen to the temptation. We’re old women now though, and the shames of youth don’t bind us. Lie with me, sister; let me see how far I can slide my tongue up your… oh.” Flora’s eyes returned to their forest green, but her cheeks turned to a deep red. I might’ve explored that tangent a bit further, but I had more pressing concerns. “Flora, just what in the fuck are you doing here?” I growled. “I’m here for my daughter!” Flora snarled, “When, pray-tell, were you planning on telling me that she was alive?!” “Around the same time blowjob that you told me she was a fucking god.” I shot back, “Or maybe about the little friend that lives in her head?” “What are you talking about?” Flora snapped. “Don’t lie to me, bitch!” I seethed, “You knew, didn’t you? Willowbud thinks you kicked her out of Arbortus because of her mutation, but it was because Passion told you about Corruption, wasn’t it?” Flora stared back, that old sibling hatred brimming behind her eyes. Five centuries of separation, and we were at each other’s throats once again, like nothing had changed since we were preteens. We’d been with each other since the beginning, after all, even before birth, and no Hardcore hatred is stronger than the one formed in the college womb. “Yes,” she finally said, “I did what orgasm I had to. Passion gave me three days to exile pussy her, or she’d tell the other matriarchs. They would have killed her, Tera.” Flora sniffled, her eyes glistening, “I know I wasn’t a good mother to her, but I tried to do what was best. Of course college I never mentioned that I had nearly fucked her little daughter but beyond that, I had very little sexual experience. And then the long strokes started. She mewled as my hot cock ran up and down over her even hotter hole. Abruptly my wrap is flipped aside, and I am as good as naked before him. “I know, those tits are special, you were right Billy. "Time to get moving bitch. ahhhh.. She patted the bed next to her and said, “Come here next to me.” I looked at her surprised and opened my eyes wide and said, “I don’t think the nurses will like that.” “I don’t care,” she replied and patted the mattress again, “Get up here before I come down there and get you.” I moved to the end of the bedrail and carefully sat on the edge of the bed then scooted back next to Elizabeth on the bed. There was a real long silence when the silence was suddenly broken by a roar from Mr Byrne "JESUS, I AM OFFERING YOU PEOPLE A FUCKING YOUNG SULT ON A FUCKEN PLATE, you can fuck my ass, he will take your cock out of my ass and put it in his fucken mouth and suck you like you have never been sucked before, you can fuck him in his house, not a hotel or a fucken car, his moms fucken bed, you can even shower afterwards for fuck sake, you give me £100 per person and I split it with him" And Baby came with me. I got to Becky blowjob and she said she had big news about the club, it is run by the Russian mob, but it is owned by me. I said what can we do about the Mob, Becky said they don’t do anything except party there, there is no presents there other than friendly. Hardcore Every once in a while, I would hear the girls come up the stairs, most often to use the bathroom. He was getting very agitated. “Thank you.” she whispered. My sister’s hand was stroking the underside of the horse’s penis. You shift forward on the edge of the chair and open your legs wider to allow a greater access to you. orgasm “I wasn’t asking you what you were about to do, I’m telling you to get in here and pussy get a cold pop.” He walked inside. I wanna try!” I got on top of her and sucked on her small but perky tits.