“You were right. I’ve been a pussy hound and a party dog all my life. But I’m a little older now, so are you. hardcore Things are different. I’m not what anyone would call wealthy, but I’ve got my own business Black and Ebony and plenty of money. Seems like you’ve changed, too.” “I have,” she said bitterly. “I thought wealth and security were worth any price I had to pay to get it. I was wrong.” She looked at me with latin her liquid blue eyes that were, oh, so sad! “I’ve got lots of money but no friends. I’ve lost my daughter because of my desire for somebody else’s money. My own family won’t have anything to do with me. I’m rich, but I’m totally alone in the world. It’s not worth it.” “Well, sweetie, you’ve got one friend. Her back arched and she gasped as her insides burned with pleasure as he went ball deep. “Yes, Black and Ebony yes, yes!” she howled, her pussy spasming harder. The grinding sound of bus tires on suburban underdeveloped roads filled my ears as a million thoughts of nothing whirled around in my head. “No I won’t.” I said. “Please Sir hardcore if I could bother you for a quick whipping Sir, it would…i think Sir it latin would help me accept my new place.” And the dog. "Are you naughty?" We are so close again, in and out of bed.”
“There are coincidences, not connections. ” Lucilla said, “And let’s pretend that the Holy Mother really was just the mother of the first Creators. Explain to me how that happens? How is a cycle of gods created from the mutant birth of incubus offspring?” “Diamond thinks the Holy Mother wasn’t just some lady.” Angela answered, “She thinks the Holy Mother was a god just like the Creators; maybe the first Creator herself. Not omnipotent like it says in the bible, but limitlessly powerful. She bound with Satan, and she created the Earth Former, Life Giver, and Heat Bringer.” “And what, the Creator gene is just a dormant trait passed through the generations?” Lucilla scoffed, “That’s it? That’s the secret to the Creators? Where do they get their power from then, huh?” “Diamond thinks there’s a connection Black and Ebony between the Holy Mother, Creators, and the astral plane.” Angela shrugged, “Maybe they pull it from there.” “That makes sense.” I nodded. I liked that theory hardcore a lot. Not just because it came from Diamond, but because it threw away all the religious magic of the Maternal Path, and offered a rational explanation. There was no ‘God’ and there was no ‘afterlife,’ unless you counted being Sentient or tethered. The ‘soul’ was a mystery, but it was quantifiable, it had to be. Everything was quantifiable. Thoughts were quantifiable, emotions were quantifiable, and even cognizance itself could be calculated. The astral plane was a dimension of reality that ran parallel to ours, where sentience was made tangible. Sometimes, those thoughts moved back into our plane. “Astral beings.” I muttered, the idea beginning to form in my mind. I looked up at Lucilla, “Diamond talked to an astral being in Corruption’s realm. It was an astral sunbeam, like this one.” I pointed to the lantern glowing dimly beside the bed, “What are astral beings? Just really powerful thoughts. So powerful, in fact, that they become tangible in this world. Elves and nymphs can meld with them to become mages, and project their power from their own minds. The rest of us can capture them in gemstones, and use their power for all kinds of affects. What are the three most rudimentary thoughts there are?” I asked, “Life,” I gestured to all of us, “earth,” I tapped my foot against the stone floor, “and fire.” I gestured to the sun above, blazing through Mom’s broken sunroof. “These thoughts are pervasive in our minds, and we send them to the astral plane with every waking moment of our lives.” “So, what?” Lucilla asked, “Clairvoyants have a connection to the astral plane, and we don’t call them gods.” “Clairvoyants are rare, but they’re not unheard of.” I said, “One in every ten thousand people can see into the astral plane, but Creators can latin pull from it. Before she could really make up her mind, his palm found her mound covered in all those layers of clothing and protected in her damp panties. Chrystal knew what her best friends brother meant!! I want to thank you for your help. I’ve wanted to have you over for so long.” The night was coming back to him slowly: the bar, the large man, the van! Ruri squeezed my hand. I yelled for Tom who ran into the bathroom and looked aghast at the urine covered floor, toilet and me. “So... just getting naked, Sam?” After a few good smacks, he pushed her down on her knees and pushed his dick between her lips. Our lips went from pressing, to locking, and the movements of our internal exploration became more confident, and intense. “I know you have dreamed of this” Katya breathed. I want her, hardcore probably just because I shouldn't have her. And I knew that it had been an awfully long time since you've had sex with a man . He looked fully hard and seemed to be about an inch longer than my six and latin a half inches Black and Ebony and considerably thicker. Sarah sighed wearily as she saw the blinking light telling her there was a 'chatter' waiting and clicked on 'enter chat.' It requires release forms from parents, and lots of legal issues for the studios. Damon and Dylan both had girlfriends, hot ones too. It was finished in an industrial style. I was glad to do something nice for the boys in blue. “...I… I will say so, Lady Ariela.” Atrin said, bowing some, “May I?”
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