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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
beneath her, threatening to collapse. She didn't care. She only cared about creaming this ebony-skinned beauty's face. “Oh, yes! You delightful slut! Oh, wow! I wish Kyle was here to see this!” Her husband would take the slut from behind, and they would share her. Her fantasy sent her over the edge, her pussy clenching and heat roared through her, driving away everything but the delight her new concubine was giving her. “Thank you, Kyle!” she gasped as her orgasm died down. Thank you for telling me to have fun. You're the best husband in the world. Teleisia looked up at her, her dark face drenched, and her eyes wide. “Did I please you, your Majesty?” “Yes, you did,” Aaliyah smiled, bending down to cup her cheeks, and pulled her up for a deep kiss. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Zaritha kept glancing at Kyle throughout the rest of English. The Ifrit could not believe she had just stumbled upon the little Djinn's master and husband. Her ploy of disguising herself as Lexie Lyndon was paying off. And she was unnerved. Aaliyah was far more powerful than she had thought. Royal blood definitely pumped through her veins. When Kyle had come in and began fucking Ms. Capello, Zaritha thought nothing unusual about such an act—Kyle was a great man who could have any woman he wanted. She hadn't felt the Djinn's power modifying her mind to accept the situation. It was only when she had bared her breasts in the middle of class did she realize she had been meddled with. She would need to armor ...