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The Battered Lamp Chapter Five: The Appetite of the Succubus

Date: 10/6/2014, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Blowjob, Cheating, Cum Swallowing, Female/Female, Latina, Male / Females, Male/Female, Males / Female, Reluctance, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 85.7, Source: sexstories.com

figure made of dust. More scrambled up the siding of the house, their hands shaped into sharp blades that almost gleamed like metal, uncaring eyes fixed on the spirit. Prophecy fled. Christy collapsed back into her body. The stone was cold as she quivered. Everyone stared at her, disappointment in their eyes. “Her house is warded,” Christy moaned as she writhed, thrust back into her orgasming body. “I couldn't see much details. And she has guardians made of dust. She's powerful.” “Where?” “South of the High School,” Christy answered. “I'm not sure. She's warded an entire half-mile area.” “Dammit!” snarled Ms. Franklin. Christy flinched in fear; for a moment the teacher's hair seemed to burn, surrounding her rage-filled face with fire. “I'm sorry,” she quailed. Then Ms. Franklin grew calm, her green eyes falling on Christy with hunger. The strap-on slid off her legs, and the teacher walked forward; the teen couldn't help but notice the juices matting the teacher's fiery bush. Ms. Franklin reached out, grasping a handful of her hair, then pulled her face into the teacher's cunt. “It's alright,” Ms. Franklin purred. “Make me cum, and all is forgiven, my sweet Amber.” Christy hated how much she enjoyed the taste of the teacher's pussy. Her tongue licked out over and over as she buried her face into the teacher's snatch. Ms. Franklin moaned appreciatively, fucking her cunt across the teen's face. “Eat me!” she moaned. “Eat me, slave! Make your mistress cum and all is forgiven!” ... <p style="text-align: center;">~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Where are we going, Unmei-san?” Fumi asked as they walked to his car. She was dressed conservatively in a teal cardigan, buttoned up, underneath a heavy jacket. Her skirt was a dark maroon, falling to her calves, and she wore a pair black boots. Her hair fell straight down her back, a pair of hair clips pinned above the ears. She had a light, airy perfume, smelling faintly of lilies. “How about Red Robin?” Kyle asked her. “We'll have dinner, then there's this movie playing.” “What is 'Red Robin'?” He explained that to her as he unlocked his car. He could feel Fumi's mother glaring at him from the window. Clearly, she wasn't happy with her daughter dating him. Maybe she was offended by his attempts to say good evening in Japanese. Kyle had practiced a little before he left the house, but maybe he mispronounced the phrase. “So what part of Japan are you from?” he asked as he backed out of the driveway. “Hokkaido,” she answered. “Is that near Tokyo?” Kyle only had the vaguest knowledge of Japan, and felt a flush of shame. My family's from there, you'd think I'd know something? She shook her head. “It's the northern island. You are part Japanese, yes?” “Yeah.” He said, smiling, and explained about his dad's family immigrating to America in the thirties and his mom's family fleeing from Iraq in the nineties. She was shy. Every time he tried to ask her questions about herself, he found himself answering her questions. She ...