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They were no longer mirroring Yavara’s movements, but were instead staring at the two elves entangled in lust, baring witness to the debauched ceremony. Most of them had not undergone this transformation ceremony, for most had been born dark-elf. Those that had been born high-elf watched knowingly, remembering when they fell. I had known most of them personally, and had loved a few. But I had failed them all, for they were in this place of impermanence. I would not Brunette fail again. I could not. Yavara’s astral voice rang out through the void, a melody of ecstasy rising from her throat. I knew Alkandi was getting close. Yavara had held out longer than any of the other high-elf incarnations had, but Alkandi always got them in the end. Give in, Yavara. Become one with me. Alkandi’s astral voice oozed with seduction. Yavara panted in tense ecstasy, staring at the woman between her legs. Fuck you. Yavara suddenly released teen Alkandi’s head from her leg lock, swiveled on her face, and draped babe her body across Alkandi’s abdomen, her eyes locked on the leaking prize between Alkandi’s legs. She experimented with Alkandi’s clit, her finger curiously rubbing the organ, unsure and unpracticed. Alkandi humored her counterpart, spreading her legs wide in challenge. Yavara’s coyness melted from her almost instantly, and she sunk two fingers into Alkandi and forked them, opening the enticing pink depths of the facial woman. Alkandi’s legs tremored with excitement, her toes curling with pleasure. She resumed her meal as Yavara started hers, drawing her tongue through Alkandi’s folds, then wrapping her lips about Alkandi’s clit, and sucking it. Alkandi retaliated by adding three more fingers into Yavara’s asshole, both of her hands burying digits into the princess’s taut filth. Yavara squealed muffled delight, but she did not cease her meal. The Dark Queen pulled her hands apart, stretching Yavara’s rim and exposing her ruby insides to the spectators. Though Yavara’s shoulders pinched and her eyes rolled back, she did not relent, but continued her consumption with determination written across her pleasure-wrought features. She slid her arms beneath Alkandi’s legs, grabbed her cheeks, and spread. She withdrew from her meal only to release a glob of drool upon Alkandi’s Daddy taint, and watched it drip into her awaiting asshole. Alkandi, unknowing of the danger she was in, only planted her heels into the astral earth to present her filthy asset. Yavara drove her fist inside. Alkandi let out a shriek, her face wide with shock, her meal temporarily forgotten. Yavara smiled fondly at the sight of the dark-elf’s tight sphincter gripping her knuckles, then pushed to the wrist, closed her hand, and began thrusting. That night we fled our house and spent a couple of hours in the back seat facial Brunette of his Honda. “It’s a pimento.” I can hear Jo turning away from the phone to talk to someone in the background. Just one more thing remained before I was done here. He pushed harder and Grace’s cunt opened up, taking all of his girth. Her long hair was pulled teen into a tight ponytail. A little Daddy too hard, but he deserved it. She places my hand on the under curve of her ass cheek. But the gravitons only caught half of Petra, her arm and one of her boobs. “Caylie, I don't want to hurt you, but while you are in my home you will do as I say. She said that she loved teasing them, babe knowing that there wasn’t a cat in hells chance that they’d get close to it. I pulled them open and pushed my way to her labia. She felt like an older dirty sexual slut. “She probably knows already anyways.”