---xxx--- Epilogue Esther stared into the purple abyss. Did she really want this? If she didn’t, it was too late to go back. Betsy, Sam and Brian were standing in a triangle formation behind her, chanting in unison. Witches and Warlocks still rubbed her the wrong way. Old habits truly died hard, and as far as she was concerned, they had no honor. Brian and Sam had broken the deal. But she couldn’t fight back, and she couldn’t go home, so this was where she stood: in front of a swirling, magical portal. She was done dealing with Magi. Demons on the other hand, well, she hadn’t forgotten Mara. She guessed that whatever impact it had left on her had led her to this path. That and the fact that Sebastian was gone. Not even the pink-haired sorcerer knew where, or if he was just dead. She needed time to unravel her feelings, some time to process things. So instead of an apprenticeship, she’d modified her end of their bargain. Just that they would cast this single spell for her. She was in only a black t-shirt, black jeans and black boots. A pack with supplies hugged her back, and in her left hand she held a small package. It was time to go. The chanting behind her rose in volume as she took a breath and plunged into the vulvic portal. Nothing but flashes of pink, purple and green. She begin to panic, afraid that she’d entered a place her body had no way of perceiving, and then, like a camera focusing, her surroundings came into view. Trees. Dark green trees with goopy, fluorescent green splotches on the trunks. There was movement in some of the branches, she thought she caught naked humanoid forms swinging in the distance. She was in a forest. When she looked up to see where the trees ended, she could not find an answer. The air was still. She felt small. But she was a warrior after all, a runner, a fighter. She got to work. Later that night, in her makeshift camp, she took a look at the package Sam had placed in her hand right before they’d begun the chanting. There were three things in it. The first was a note: Hey Esther, You’re braver than any of us, going out there without knowing what you’ll find. Maybe that says something about the difference between your kind and mine. 'Yes', saying it Mala hugged him and cried out 'we shall go soon.' "Look at me when I'm fucking you, slut!" My sister sat in the front with my mom, and I sat on my uncles lap in the back. Now suddenly Ukobach could feel that Toman was back in the human dimension again. Kim thought her humiliation was complete, she performed cunnilingus on her daughter while her brother sodomized her. “Don’t you have, like, equipment to check, stuff to prepare, or, uh… things to do?
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I have to make you cum now, Mom.” “I'll cum so hard!” she moaned, so eager for her pleasure. She rose and then sank down on the bed beside me, lying back. Her cum-splattered tits pillowed into two jiggling mounds, lush peaks topped by her pink nipples. Her legs hung off the side of the bed, just like mine did. I moved, shoving down my boxers as I sank to my knees between them. I felt dad watching on, knowing I would satisfy his wife. I thrust up her dark skirt, exposing a pair of lacy, black panties. Curly, brown pubic hairs peeked out the side. I smelled a spicy musk, a scent I had sometimes breathed in around my mother. It was her pussy. The scent of her arousal. “Damn, you smell good, Mom,” I moaned as she hefted her tits. “Enjoy, Troy,” she moaned as she cupped her breasts like she was... bringing them to her mouth. I groaned as she sucked on a cum-stained nipple, nursing on herself. My hand shot forward, inspired by the sight. I hooked her panties and ripped them down her body. I exposed my mother's bush soaked by her pussy. Her labia peeked through her dark strands, looking engorged. She was in need of being eaten. Being pleased. With a hungry growl, I buried myself into my mother's snatch. Her silky bush kissed my lips. Then the very pussy that birthed me into the world brushed my lips. I groaned at the hot feel of them. It was incredible to enjoy. It was this magical moment. Her silky pubic hair caressed my face as I took my first lick of my mother's pussy. She moaned around her nipple. It was incredible. My mom tasted so amazing. She had such a wonderful flavor. Her spicy musk melted on my tongue. I licked again and again. My tongue fluttered with such hungry passion through her folds. I had to please her.
I'll help you. No stores were opened, no cars on the road. Julie arched up to meet her thrusts as she felt yet another orgasm building in her body. I asked her, "Every time was like the last time." Angela slid back down on the dildo and Trish followed. He increased his pace and drove his shaft as deep inside me as he could.
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