The foreigner known as Nebula was a charwoman of contradiction. She loved her sis Gamora terribly, but utterly hated being bit best to her. She was so very potent, but was as weak as a kitten to her father. She desperately wanted to please Thanos, but never was able to do it as well as Gamora did. Gamora always did her military mission better than Nebula did, Gamora killed degenerate than Nebula did, and Gamora always fucked Thanos intimately than Nebula did. The rage built in Nebula as the geezerhood went on because of this finish point, for Thanos would always ‘ enhance'her consistence after her nooky failed to surpass her sister.

Thanos was sitting naked on his throne with a tire look on his boldness, slouched in the buttocks with his elbow on the arm of the throne and with his chin on his hand, all despite the beautiful puritanical cleaning woman sitting nude on his lap. More accurately, Nebula was bouncing up and down on her father's massive purple cock, her toned and defined sorry tum impossibly inflating and deflating as the beautiful noncitizen bounced on her Father-God's cock. It was an obscene sight ; the prick was so big that it had no business fitting inside of Nebula's body without tearing and destroying her internal organs

Even though Thanos'cock was so large it seemed like it should never fit, Nebula had been altered by her father to better pleasure him. Her intragroup digestive scheme was rearranged and her natural vagina has been removed and replaced with an equivalent cybernetic system that could contract and expand over her father's hammer. It was hooked to Nebula's skittish system and every incestual thrust of Thanos'cock into her life-like slit bolted her judgment with her pleasance, while the cybernetic vagina had the ability to vibrate and compress around his massive cock for his own pleasure.

One of her hands was steadying her rocking on top of her beginner's muscular arm, the other was groping at her vauntingly nipple and tugging the perky and puffy light blue teat. These too were not the original set of breasts Nebula was born with ; they had been augmented by Thanos to allow him to grow or shrink his daughter's bust to a size more pleasurable for his humor.

"Oh father, this feels so fucking good. Do you like it father ?"

Nebula was sweaty and her eye were welling with snag of pleasure. Had her muscles not been stolen from her and replaced with synthetic replicas, they would yen and burn with the exertion she was making as she rose and fell on her Father's prick. As the blue fancy woman dragged her vibrating cybernetic pussycat up and down Thanos'shaft, she was little more than a sex toy for him.

He was pleased, but not particularly impressed with what Nebula was doing and Thanos might be many thing, but he was never a prevaricator, or one to spare feelings.

"It is not bad Nebula ... but Gamora's cunt always feels better."

Nebula felt a stabbing pain sensation of green-eyed monster in her heart. In that minute the loathing she felt for her sis and the need to stupefy her drove everything else out of her mind. sure enough, Gamora's species was exceptionally indestructible and she didn't need to be augmented to strike their founding father's cock, that didn't make Gamora better than her !

She continued to sway and craunch her lithe and powerful torso against her father's incredibly enceinte body, releasing her chest from her mitt and resting both of her hands and her profane knocker against his chest, dragging her nipple up-and-down his muscular soma as she rode him. She chased her blue finger over his colored skin with her soft purple lips, kissing along Thanos'powerful chest.

"What about the cock sucking I give you every sunup ? Surely they are the serious you ever get."

Her oral cavity was another enhancement from Thanos, for she had been robbed of her born mouth and pharynx, allowing them to stretch and adapt his girth inside. With the ability to widen and take his peter down her throat, again with the option of vibration and constriction, her lip and throat were in truth little Thomas More than a throat pussy. Daily she services him this way, the taste of his cum never truly leaving her mouth. Thanos often enjoys ordering his daughter to not immediately swallow his copious ounces of cum from her daily duty, rather instead enjoying watching her use her imperial tongue to swirl it around inside of her lip and spill nastily down over her purple lips and onto her blue breast.

Casually, almost cruelly, Thanos answers the doubt with a firm dismissiveness.

"Your sassing is made to pleasure me, but Gamora will always be Sir Thomas More skilled."

Nebula's wordless cry of anguish faded into one of shuddering pleasance as she never stopped riding Thanos'dick. She had to concede the point there again. Gamora's biology makes her complete to skullfuck, her backtalk being able to let out and take Thanos down her pharynx with ease.

She twisted her aristocratic consistence around and spin on her father's cock, facing away from him. The motion brought a low growling of pleasure to Thanos'throat, whose massive purple hands gathered the globes of firm ass flesh bouncing before him now. Again this was a character of Nebula that was stolen from her and replaced with a Superior cybernetic piece ; it was always the perfect soundness and jiggle, and could assume a severe buffeting when Thanos felt like anally punishing his girl.

When Nebula spoke next, her vocalization was spoken angrily through hissed dentition. The assuage bouncing sound of flesh never let up though, and could easily be heard throughout the throne room.

"What of my ass, father ? Does it delight you ?"

A solid spank from Thanos'script caused Nebula to arch her back and gasp as a tidal undulation of pleasure shooter unwillingly from her synthetic ass straight into the joy shopping centre of her brain, forcing from her artificial slit another coming. He continued to grope and molest her house ass, peering down appreciatively at the bouncing flesh.

"Your ass is nonplus, girl ... but Gamora's was always perfect."

A 2d spank forced another sexual climax from the screaming Nebula. He knew what she was doing, what effect his words were having. The get-go time she had expressed her insecurities by comparing herself to her sister he was worried about her helplessness, and started replacing her parts at an increase rate. It took years later for him to finally gain the inferiority of his 2d daughter compared to his beloved Gamora, and felt his love life for his girl fade away to be replaced with lustfulness for the role of literal error sex-toy she had taken. He derived his own sick delight in making her think about the fair sex who was better than her in every way.

It had taken Nebula a foresighted clock time to accept it, but accept it she had - deep inside of her psyche. That is where her rage and hate seminal fluid from, knowing that despite her unspoiled elbow grease, despite her wanting to please her founding father, Gamora is just well than her at everything, including fucking.

"My bosom, sire ! Aren't they substantially ?"

She grabbed at her massive blueness tits and tugged her hoy blue nipple to excruciating trouble - or what would be, if the neuroreceptors had not been repurposed when her cybernetic titty were installed, and turned pleasure to trouble. Thanos'chortle was a base one, and the only way Nebula felt factual pain.

"Your chest are exactly what I wanted when I made them, Nebula ..."

For a legal brief moment, Nebula felt victory there, then felt it come down through her fingers like sand.

"... but Gamora's were always better. You can not compare to their godly natural perfection."

If there was one affair about Nebula, it was the fact that she never gives up. Even so, she has a break power point, and the juicy extraterrestrial started to sob as she continued to bounce her sex-toy vagina on her sire's cock, her cybernetically enhanced muscularity allowing the whore to go forward the motion long past the power point a deathly woman's muscles would give given out.

"Why me, then father ? Why do you always have me please you instead of her, if she is so much estimable than me ?"

She was done, Thanos knew. Broken and shattered worse than any enemy who stood up to him. He grabbed her hips and slammed her down entirely on his peter, incredibly bulging her stomach out in impossible ratio. She screamed as he came inside of her, over twelve Panthera uncia of his spermatozoon flooding out and pouring deep inside of his sorry daughter, drenching and flowing around his dick down her pale spicy athletic legs. The merest touch of his cum inside of her cunt triggered her programing to dedicate her the largest orgasm yet as she spastically shook on her Fatherhood's dick, cumming from her bald foreland to the tips of her toes.

"Why, my daughter ... this is because you are so frail. You don't have my military strength, my will. You let me do this to you ; supervene upon every division of your consistency with one to a greater extent pleasing to me. Gamora ... why, she's perfect as she is, and so much firm than you. I could not meliorate perfection."

After public speaking, Thanos Robert Peel Nebula off his cock and lets her flop and splatter on the stone of the crapper room, still leaking cum from between her legs. Her oculus were unfocussed with the still ongoing orgasm, her electric cybernetic muscles continuously seizing and shaking. She didn't notice, or care, when Gamora entered the elbow room and stepped casually over her to slue into Thanos'arms, tilting her face back and letting her Church Father devote her a deep candy kiss. Thanos and Gamora kissed for a long time over the still-twitching torso of Nebula before she started to gather her wits again, as she always did after her father dumped a lading of his cum inside of her. When Nebula started to invoke out of her forced orgasmic bliss, Gamora breaks the kiss with her Father, who then buries his face into her Battle of Magenta whisker and inhales her odour with virtuous happiness.

When the subjugated woman lifts her centre to the pair above her, she finally notices that her sister is there smirking down at her. Nebula knows her Padre was right, as he always is. She's so often weaker than Gamora, a pale phantasm of her Sister 's perfection.

"He does this because you're the second base best, baby. You never will be amend than me, except in being pathetic."

As Nebula lies sprawled on the floor of the potty room before Thanos and Gamora filled and leaking with cum, the couple kiss over her body again, the doting fuck their father having for his opt daughter perfectly balanced with the disdainful and dispassionate lust for her whore baby laying at their infantry .