She couldn’t hold off. Indian hot sex His cock stabbed into her, balls slamming against his taint, and he erupted. “Kyle!” she purred. Her face twisted, and she leaned back from him, holding onto his neck as she just slammed herself up and down on his cock, her black hair hanging behind her. To stay mine forever?”
“Yes!” she moaned. Zaritha did not want to become like those terrible servants of her true master—Rashid ibn al-Marid, Sultan of the Djinn. She had enjoyed everyone of them while Kyle had practiced with Earthbones in the backyard this afternoon, honing his skills manipulating earth. Rakshasas had been taking women and making them their mates for centuries. Your essences are needed to give her the weapon to free herself from the spell.”
She chewed her lip. Zaritha didn’t want to return to her Master and his cruel delights. Her ass squeezed down on his cock as she absorbed his cum, gasping and squealing. She smacked her lips, loving the flavor, then she grasped both her breasts and wrapped them around Kyle’s cock. “She spoke to the spirit up on Mount Rainier and now she is over in Japan to bathe in some hot spring.” Kyle smile grew.
