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The Battered Lamp Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Six Shall Be One

Date: 5/20/2015, Categories: Fantasy, BDSM, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Female/Female, Group Sex, Incest, Lactation, Male / Females, Transgendered, Violence, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

purred, her own excitement building. She wanted to see Ann's budding breasts well up, her nipples growing darker and fatter, milk beading out. “We'll nurse from her together.” “That sounds wonderful!” Kyle grunted, leaning over to kiss Fatima on the lips. “I love you, Fatima.” She smiled and shuddered, Mindy's massaging fingers sending small waves of rapture rippling through Fatima's body. Her unborn child kicked, excited as she was. Fatima smiled, savoring the pleasure, and watched Ann's cunt slide up and down on her husband's cock. She rested her head on his muscular chest. He grunted, trembling beneath her, pumping cum into Ann's fertile cunt. Ann gasped, shuddering in orgasm, pussy cream and spunk flowing out of her cunt. “On your back and put a pillow under your ass!” Fatima ordered. “And no licking her clean, Fumi. I want her bred!” “Fine,” the Japanese woman pouted. “But his cum smells so delicious.” Fatima took a deep breath, a mix of sweat, cum, and pussy juices tickled her nose. “Yes, it does.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Has there been any word yet?” Aaliyah asked as Zaritha knelt next to her. “No, Mistress,” the Ifrit smile. “Not yet. Christy will find it.” Aaliyah was the only one of Kyle's wife not pregnant yet. Nine months of trying and she had not conceived. There was some incompatibility between their natures. Aaliyah so wanted to bear her husband's heir. She was Kyle's first wife. It was her duty. “It'll work out,” Teleisia said. Aaliyah stroked her ... concubine's thick, black hair as Teleisia laid her head on Aaliyah's lap. A gentle breeze blew through the garden, thick with jasmine and cool from the mist of the nearby waterfall, relieving some of the heat. “I think you need to have some of the worry taken away,” Zaritha murmured, nuzzling at Aaliyah's neck. “I brought a few toys.” Aaliyah's body stirred. “Toys?” A wicked grin crossed Zaritha's hungry lips. “A few delights from the mortal world. They do come up with the best toys for women to play with.” “Definitely,” Teleisia smiled, rolling up, her naked, ebony breasts swaying. “Come on, my Sultana, let's have some fun. It's a pleasant way to past the time.” Aaliyah took a deep breath. Playing with the Ifrit and her concubine did sound like fun. “Okay.” Zaritha pushed Aaliyah back onto the soft grass, her silks melting away at a thought. The grass blades tickled her back and buttocks, and a few even caressed her dripping pussy lips as she spread her thighs. Zaritha reached into a bag and pulled out a long collection of beads, starting out small and growing larger, all attached together to form a rod. “Anal beads,” Aaliyah smiled. “Let me get you ready,” purred Teleisia, kneeling between Aaliyah's thighs, spreading her farther apart. Aaliyah conjured a pillow beneath her rear, her body rising up as it formed, letting Teleisia's hungry mouth delve between Aaliyah's butt-cheeks to lick and nuzzle at her asshole. Naughty pleasure tingled through the Djinn. “Umm, your tongue ...