As he passes my sex his tongue lashes out and licks my sensitive nub. Xxnx He wipes away my tears then slides a hand behind my head and lifts it up to meet his, pulling me in for a passionate kiss. The hair on my arms stand on end at the uncomfortable sensation as the wounds suture themselves closed. I can feel a monster orgasm approaching but every time I get close to the peak, he refuses me. It will be a sharp pain – your god made sure that his females had more than one reason to be prudish – but it will be over in a few seconds. My fingers dig into his arms and he stops moving completely. Most people would be freaking out right now, but as fucked up as it seems, I trust this demon.
