Welcome to Paradox, reveal in Chaos, Anarchy the only rule. From somewhere deep within a voice echoes across the wind, faint at first then drawn near,...filled with the essence of fear. A desperate call, in desperate flight, redemption and revenge upon unseen lips echoed to his ears across the void of Night. A lost soul trapped in eternal night. Chased to the very ends of mortal life, Time at last to stand and fight. Rise upon the fiery wings of Rage, misery and fury feed the pain. Let it all. ...yes...not really" she stuttered. "What the fuck does that mean" "I have had a couple of boyfriends but something was missing, nothing serious" "You like being treated like a fucking slut do you?" "Aaahh, yes suppose..." she trailed off. I felt the inner beast, it was starting to get impatient. This was too slow.....taking too long. I needed to feed, I wasn't really interested in her life....was I? Noooo, she is nothing but meat. Nothing but response to pain, degradation, I wanted sweat,. It was the second time that i and my sister did a trip of commission, and also this time in train like the first time recounted in a my previous story :-P, and my sister was with an anorak and down it with a skirt of the lenght more or less like the end of the coat of the woman in this video here above namely a bit more above her knees :-P, and also my sister like the woman in this video here above was with a nice pantyhose of flesh-color :-P and, usually for she when she puts the skirt and the. She used to sneak into the hall and peek through the crack in the doorway of her parents room and watch him pound her mother’s puss. She wished it was her he was sticking his cock into. “Oh hell Pattycake, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be talking like that around you.” She stared at her father’s slumped shoulders and decided to take the risk. Patty slid her hands under her father’s shirt and continued down his back. “It’s okay. I already knew.” .