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Magnificent.....Relax and let me pleasure you,’ was all she said as she lay Carol naked on her back and watched as Anne poured honey between her legs. ‘I want to fuck you with my tongue. Do you think you would like that?’ Carol never had a chance to answer, she was so immersed in the new found pleasure, all she could do was ask for more. Part Ten: Adrianna’s Story Author’s note I decided to introduce the character of Adrianna (formerly Thomas Adarian) gradually throughout the story. At first, you only hear accounts of him, then you only see him through the eyes of other characters. It is only at the beginning chapter 20 that I let the story play through Adarian’s eyes. I wanted to give the reader the impression that his character was important, but I didn’t want to bog down the plot by introducing him early in the story when so many characters –Yavara, Brock, Zander, Prestira, Elena and Leveria—needed to be introduced as well. But Adrianna is just as important as many of those characters, and even more important than some. Since I couldn’t give him (her) the air time the others got earlier, I decided to devote an entire book to him. This takes place between Chapters 26 and 28 of the main story arc, and details the stories of Adrianna, the other hybrids, Certiok, Trenok, Arbor and Rose; all characters who I felt deserved more time than the main story would allow them. You don’t have to read these next six buttfuck chapters, as I will summarize the important plot points when we return to Hardcore the main story arc, but I hope that you do. Thank you. Day One ADRIANNA, TWO AND A HALF WEEKS AGO. In the horror asshole stories told to misbehaving Highland children, the beasts of the Great Forest would kidnap delinquent younglings, drag them to Castle Alkandra, and drop them before the Black Throne. If the story teller had a mind for detail, he would tell of how imposing the Black Throne was, how it towered over everything and blowjob took a hundred full steps just to ascend. At the precipice, the disfigured and repulsive Dark Queen would cackle manically, then swoop down to begin her terrible torture. “It’s just a wooden chair.” I mused, looking down at the unassuming piece of ebony furniture. “And Yavara’s not a wart-covered hag.” Faltia added. The formerly named, ‘Captain Faltius Dafian’ wasn’t quite sycophantic toward me, but she retained her military respect despite my insistence that she not. “Give her time.” I muttered. “She’s ageless.” Soraya noted. I remembered anal First-Scribe Soren Poneria as a balding frail man in his late thirties, and though she was now a buxom tan beauty that most would mark at nineteen, she still retained somewhat of her pinch-faced bookishness. “It doesn’t have to be from age.” Eva said, “The way she gets around, she’s bound to catch some kind of super-herpes.” Ah, Private Eva Alisia; the irony of her saying that was palpable. How many times had I received a notice from the castle physician that Eva Alisia had once again contracted syphilis? “Eva!” Alexa gasped. She pulled it out, after fondling me for a bit, and changed my reply from maybe to yes, with a plus one. If my sexy wife wasn’t blowjob half naked, I would be flaccid. It’s building five just on the other side of the pool. My cock was over-swollen, feeling as though it might burst buttfuck and then finally that magic asshole feeling set in. I grasped at his muscular, meaty biceps and dug my nails into it as I practically screamed. Where is she, should I find her? That’s too bad. I was sure they would anal be long and pointed by the way they poked against her cotton nightshirt. Her knees separated while putting on the shoes. Was that weird? Two of them were only wearing bikinis and the third a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. Then the half naked girl moved forward and stood over the sitting boy, her eyes wide, unable to stop looking at his penis. My inner thighs quivered, threatening to cramp as I thrashed against my Hardcore bonds, cumming with a passionate shriek as both my cunt and asshole convulsed out of control.