I hissed as they surged at me, buzzing with hunger.Chapter Twenty-Six: Iron FuryPrince MeinardAnger boiled inside of me. This foul, loathsome thing touched my daughter.who wants to learn a lot more about this subject.Okay, deal, look forward to it, she smiles as Karl continues kissing her arse.That was a week ago when I arranged a younger bi-sexual man to pleasure both of us for Carol’s forty-fifth birthday.Just enjoy it, Kimmie.Finally the big day arrived.Good Baby.You have to act and feel like mother and son mature even during the intercourse, and that means firing into the womb among other things such as a very specific kind of friendly cuddling.However, I am a scientist, and as such, I must ass often ignore my own biases and deal with a particular subject objectively.He scanned the room, his eyes tracing back and forth again and again looking at every strange face hoping to find the familiar one.At amateur five minutes after he started to become afraid, even though he knew skinny all along Hairy this was likely to happen.Must have forgotten to shut the door, was the obvious thought.I carried on to my closet.The syrupy mess began to drain downward off her thighs and back in sticky streams, oozing down onto my upturned squirming body in heavy drips. He skinny took his place at my side, a shiver racing through him. Since Ava's disappearance and the misfortune befalling the war to the east, he looked ass so wan. Sickly bags drooped beneath his eyes. P-princess amateur Ava has been found? he asked, voice taut. Maybe, I answered and signaled with my hand.At the far end of the audience hall, before the double doors, a pair of soldiers stood, the only others in the room. They opened the door onto the singular most unpleasant thing I had mature ever seen. Superficially, the creature resembled a human, but a strange amalgamation, a monstrosity stitched together from the parts of both male and female. Its flesh bled from one unwieldly part to another, standing tall, muscles strong, Hairy tits swinging before it. The thing marched forward with a confidence. It shouldn't move with such grace, it should stumble and limp, its body warring against its mismatched parts instead of moving with such harmony.