HODV-20863

“Do you know asian why they call you ‘Looney Junie?” Princess Flitari asked, climbing onto the chair across from me. I shake my head, and stare fixedly at my soup. amateur “Because cumshot you’re bleepin’ crazy, that’s why!” She giggles, then snaps her fingers, and a servant rushes forward. “I want chocolate cake!” Princess Flitari demands, “And I want one for Looney Junie too!” The servant bows his head, and scampers off. I poke at my soup, hoping and praying that the princess will lose interest in me Hardcore before her meal arrives. I don’t want chocolate cake. I don’t want anything but solitude. They won’t stop screaming. They won’t stop twisting so horribly. I can’t fix it; I just want to end it. Mommy… Daddy… “Well, aren’t you going to say, ‘thank you?’” Princess Flitari asks. I nod, and she giggles. “You really are crazy, huh?” She laughs. I nod again, not wanting to disagree with her. The ripples of my soup dissipate, and I see my face dimly reflected in it. My crimson bangs are a mess over my eyes, my eyes are puffy from sleepless nights, and my blowjob lips are red and chapped from constantly licking them. I don’t know when I picked up that habit. They’re finally still, but they’re staring at me. Staring accusingly from blank sockets. They’re hardly people anymore. Just crisps with arms and legs. Mommy… Daddy… I can’t bear to see them like this. I explode. “Sebastian told me you ran to the reservoir yesterday and just jumped in!” Princess Flitari laughs, “It’s thirty feet up, you looney! Are you trying to kill yourself?!” I shake my head for the first time. The nuns taught me that suicide is a sin, and I would never want to betray the Holy Mother. She’s my only mother now. Mommy used to have a painting of her on the mantle. Besides Mommy, the Holy Mother was the prettiest girl in the world. She had white hair like an old lady, but soft skin, a kind face, and wise, powerful eyes that matched the hue of her hair. That painting was ash now, ash like Mommy and Daddy, but the Holy Mother couldn’t be hurt by my fire. She’s watching over me, making sure I’m OK. She can’t hold me like Mommy could, and she can’t speak to me like Mommy could, but I can feel her. He wanted to taste it. He loved the way her face contorted as she tried to both swallow and spit him out. “Yes, God cumshot yes,” as she resumed the kiss. They docked with a Slaver cruiser, and found Hardcore out they could make asian much more credit if they sold me instead.” “I’ve never had sex blowjob before.” “That disturbed me so much. John said that he thought he heard Tina’s voice. This amazing pleasure slammed into amateur my mind. He guides his cock in her and places his hands on her shoulders. I shuddered in delight.