I reached out, squeezing those lush melons of hers. Her ass ground against mine, swirling the dildo around inside me. Xxnx She nuzzled into me, her tongue swirling around, touching me in all these amazing spots. I groaned, “Yes, Ursula. Then a second. “The Ghost is dead. We have to dedicate ourselves to him.”
“But we’re only supposed to worship the Living Gods,” Ursula objected. We’ll be his servants, bound to him.” I held my breath, looking at Ursula, hoping Mark and Mary’s programming hadn’t been to complete. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Marybeth Sargant
The end of the dildo pressed against my clit every time Ursula slid down it. I saw my favorite bedmate. Then her hips started humping again, the pleasure swelling inside me. I stood almost naked, the focusing amulet dangling between my naked tits.
