Zanyia’s pussy rose off my cock. Indian sex She whimpered into my mouth. I squeezed my eyes shut as her orgasm washed over my dick. “Sven, my beloved, would you carry me.”
“Nope,” Sven answered. Her sleek back led down to her tawny tail dancing back and forth. My fingers jammed into her cunt. I frowned, wondering at this strange reaction shuddering through the strong warrior. Wicked sex slave!”
SMACK! Love him. “Make me yours!”
I thrust so hard into her, staring into her citrine eyes, seeing that passion she gave my sister. “So it’s not surprising his priests can’t afford anything as lavish as Pater’s temple or even Gewin.”
We climbed up the few steps to reach the entrance and… She groaned, pressing her breasts against my face, her pillowy flesh caressing me. “Don’t you know how early it is?”
“That’s what I said,” muttered Ava.
