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The Battered Lamp Chapter Thirteen: The Despair of the Warrior
Date: 11/15/2014, Categories: Fantasy, BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Domination/submission, Exhibitionism, Female/Female, Lesbian, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Transgendered, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 87.2, Source: sexstories.com
She inhaled lilac, and then the lingering nerves seemed to wash away. The spirit stopped in the center, turning to face Christy, a smile on her scintillating face. “Can you feel my mother's love?” “Yeah,” Christy answered, a shy smile spreading on her lips. “It's so relaxing here.” “Now you need to open the path.” “How?” She grasped her amber pendant. “Do I need to cast a spell.” “You need to only bring ecstasy to me,” Iris smiled, cupping Christy's cheeks. “Make me cum, and the path shall be revealed to Mother's abode.” Heat flushed through Christy, and she licked her lips. She dropped to her knees, the cave floor strangely soft beneath her skin. Her face landed in between Iris's legs, a wonderful, intoxicating scent, at once sweet, spicy, tangy, and tart, all mixed together into one, glorious symphony of feminine scents. She had to taste her, to pleasure this spirit. “Oh, Christy!” gasped the spirit as the teen's lips tasted Iris's pussy. Ambrosia exploded in Christy's mouth. Iris's pussy was the most tasty she had ever experienced. She worked her tongue deep into the spirit's hole, eager to gather more and more of the wonderful musk. Delicate fingers gripped Christy's curly, brown hair, pressing her hungry lips deeper into Iris's snatch. “That's it!” purred the spirit. “Oh, yes. Pleasure me, Christy! I've been looking forward to the feel of your lips! You have such a pretty mouth! Give me all your desire! Make me cum!” Christy's tongue flailed through the spirit's juicy ...