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It flowed from me like smoke, dissipating into the air, then coalescing, swirling, and shooting back blonde into Night Eyes. There was a pregnant silence where Jade looked at Night Eyes, Astrid looked at Jade, and Night Eyes looked at me. There was a flash of beige, a flash anal of blonde, and a clash of steel. Jade’s sword was an inch from Night Eyes’s throat, barely blocked by the flat of Astrid’s blade. The two Valkyries shifted so quickly I could barely see it. Astrid ran the edge of her sword up the length of Jade’s katana, slapping it away, before springing forward. Jade backflipped from Astrid’s leg swipe, arced her sword with the movement, and forced Astrid to rapidly sidestep before she was split down the middle. Astrid moved fluidly with the motion, bringing her side-stepping leg into a kick, tripping Jade mid-flip, and swiping her sword around. Jade adapted as she fell, turned her descent into a roll, blocked Astrid’s swing behind her back, then unfurled her wings, flapped, and corkscrewed into the air, the point of blade leading her, aimed right at Night Eyes’s chest. A steel hand burst from the wall, grabbed Jade, and held her parallel to the bed, her arms still outstretched, her wings flapping between the metal knuckles. “Stop!” I yelled. The steel fist squeezed until Jade’s eyes were popping, then dropped my High Guard breathlessly onto the bed. “Corruption!” Jade managed to choke-out. “I know.” I said, kneeling beside the woman, “I should have told you beforehand.” “You…” Jade searched my eyes. “Yes,” I nodded, “but she’s gone now.” “Which makes it a tie game,” Night Eyes groaned beside us, “and nobody likes extra innings.” “Sudden death is much more exciting.” Sara whispered, holding a blade to Night Eyes’s throat. Where she’d been keeping the knife, Good Mother only knew. “No, Brunette Sara.” I shook my head, and Sara pulled away, but not before planting a threatening kiss on Night Eyes’s throat. Night Eyes smirked back at the elf, running her finger across the spot with equal threat. “Mistress, you cannot let her live!” Jade insisted. “I can do as I please, Jade. Remember your place.” I said softly. “Yes, Mistress.” Jade’s eyes averted to their natural downcast position, “Please forgive me.” “Hey,” I raised her gaze by the chin, “call me ‘Your Holiness.’ You’re not my slave, Jade; you’re my disciple.” I let my hand fall, “Unless, given what has come to light, you threesome no longer wish to follow me.” “I would die a thousand times for you.” Jade replied, that adoration in mature her eyes, that love, that reverence. I leaned forward, and kissed her, and she kissed me back; demurely, subserviently, but not weakly. Jade had tasted the pleasures of womanhood, and the girlish apprehensiveness she’d shown before was gone. It was why I didn’t suggest we return our relationship to its previous status; that, and for more… selfish reasons. I feel it suddenly and with all my heart that I love my little sister and I will die before I let this man touch her. Amy intuitively knows more is going on than her mother is willing to admit. “Hi Daddy.” She beamed as she put her arms around his neck. “Okay.” Her voice sounded strained. She started to the door when she felt her breast moving against her bra under her shirt. Instinctually, he laser focused his attention to the increasingly shifting slider; hoping to catch it in the precious, horrendously redacted, eye-blurringly alternating, emerald goal. “I know that you punch people in the balls and lie about it,” I retorted. She said she recognized you from her favorite show on MSNBC,” he blonde tells mature me. Jessica was suddenly lifted and blindfolded and thrown onto the couch, she sensed Alex crouching before her and she stayed perfectly still until he grabbed her throat and whispered "You ready bitch, you hot for me, 'cause if you're not get ready to be sent right to hell," Alex laughed and smacked Jessica's ass before continuing, "From now on you can call us Master, slave." As we enter the bar I notice a group of 5 guys that I didn't recognise sat at a table in the corner, as we walk past and take a seat at the bar they all give Samantha an admiring glance . We sit and order 2 JDS and cokes and chat about this and that as Brunette the music drowns out other people in the room. I spoke up again, “Darling, I need to think on this a bit. We all head into the house. Or not. Chloe just stared at the two of him, her eyes shifting between Anthony, who was staring at the ground, and Grace, who actually met her gaze. “Is threesome this what you wanted Arthur?” She smiled broadly and did a twirl. He held a basketball in his hands. You gaze at the best piece of ass you have ever laid eyes on or screwed. She fluttered her tongue around my pussy lips, gathering up my juices. "Don't worry uncle, if you don't kill him I most certainly will!" That naughty caress sent pleasure rippling down my dick. I wish I met someone like you years ago ....fuck fuckerty fuck ' I could still feel her shudder a few times as she slowly regained her composure she kissed me with a first Passion 'Thank you so much kind sir ' John introduces them and invites them to anal sit down and join us. That way each of us could serve for a period of time.” They all agreed with Julie's suggestion.