Throughout my astral trek, every thought and feeling I experienced manifested itself physically. “So, Lucilla betrayed us.” I muttered. Who would’ve known my ass tasted so delicious? Satan had died, and I saw his face just after. “You know I don’t like being used.” I groaned. Fucking someone you’re going to kill seems like a bit of one, however. Her face was a portrait of mindless bliss, a goofy smile stretched across her red lips, her eyes unfocused and distant. Beneath her, Corruption was watching me with a look of utter betrayal. “She needs to go up.” Lucilla muttered. She ravaged herself willingly on my pole, ruining her anus, sullying my shaft, fucking with male rage and female fervency in time, growling and crying out, taken by the duality that owned her. If you really wanted to embarrass me, you’d sign me up for a track meet.”
“I keep telling you, you’re a natural athlete, but if you don’t try, you’ll never know.” Mom replied in a lecturing voice, and dropped a sixth weight onto Julia’s chain, prompting a pained growl from the woman.
