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Xera’s ears twitched, her four-leaf clover glittering. He pulled it up and broke the kiss. He pushed me down onto my back as he sucked and nibble. My nipples ached against my top. We must depart. He peeled off his soft, leather shoes then his codpiece and hose. “Yes, my Queen,” she moaned, frigging herself even faster. “Flood her mouth with cum. “Las’s cock, that’s hot. A willowy, black-skinned girl walked to our table wearing transparent, purple silks, her breasts bouncing. Their slutty songbird. But who else could be? I gulped down Xera’s cum as my pussy juices flooded my husband’s mouth. Breast jiggled. The anger and lust stirred by her clawed hand stroking my dick. I wanted their cum to flood me. Only death, exhaustion, or the satiating of my lust for sex would end the mad, berserker rage. I had my own arms around his neck so I could kiss him in between my giggles.
