That made me want to be his incestuous lover. Porn sex “Convince me, stud! “You tensed.”
I bit my lip. Nectar gushed out of her pussy, spilling about my face as her orgasm surged through her. Then she looked to her right and squeaked, covering her tits. The one art the radiants of Rithi did not practice. The friction sending delight shooting up my clit-dick to build the pressure in my snatch. I kissed her so hard as the last blast of my cum spurted into her pussy. Something to treasure. Her eyes shone with the candlelight burning on my nightstand. The vine entwining my right arm represented my mastery of painting, and the one growing up my left leg to my hip symbolized my mastery of dance. Her pleasure kept writhing through her. I could withstand the touch. And then I groaned, nuzzling into her face, so glad my divine Mother sent me to her. I so wanted to rise up and fuck her. He’ll protect us. “Yes, yes, yes, you are so inspired. My pussy grew hot and itchy, my thighs rubbing together. I trembled, eager to see if the stories were true about these divine daughters of Rithi.
