”“How? If anyone betrays or disappoints her they fear becoming a cloud of pink mist, or worse,” Avery said, sitting prim and proper in her chair... maintaining her posture even as the General relaxed.“And everyone fears that, the pink mist,” Atrin said.“Everyone with an ounce of sense, everyone except you, it seems.”He shrugged, “I fought the King’s war until the final engagement. I saw armies clash, I waded through the gore and the blood and the dying, I witnessed Ariela at her best, or worst,. I thought he had lost control with my play in his cock, but actually he had done it deliberately. He parked his bike behind the trees so that no one would notice it suddenly and took me a bit more further into the forest. I thought he was gonna take me there itself. But he said the main course would be at the farm house itself and that he needed an appetizer now. He said since I had made his cock really hard it was difficult to drive and so I had to get it back to normal. And indeed I was only. It hurts." I understand, it's okay," Miranda assured the girl, her heart twisting in her chest, "There are things I find it hard to talk about too..."Misty stepped closer and Miranda heard a strange sound as Misty went on. "I, I really don't want to be alone right now," explained Misty in a quavering voice."Neither do I," agreed Miranda distantly, "I shouldn't have just left you. I'm sorry, I guess sometime I forget that you just can't return people to their pokeballs when you're not sure how. My hand squeezed her breast hard through the sports bra. “Yes.” Her voice was a whimper.“Yes what? Say it,” I whispered to her as my tongue licked her ear, penetrating her ear as far as it could. “Say ‘I’ll be your whore’”. My hand squeezed her tit hard through the sports bra.Her face still in its tight grimace, she repeated after me in a hoarse whisper, “I’ll be your whore”.As I continued to pin her to the floor with my body and my left arm, my right hand forced its way underneath the sports.