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A Magic Spell of Desire & Fertility Tabitha the witch sat in her cozy cottage, surrounded by candles, rare tomes, and the earthy scent of her potions. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves outside, whispering secrets only the forest knew.…
Her cries grew louder, her body trembling with each powerful stroke, until she shuddered in the throes of the most intense orgasm she had ever felt. The room grew quiet, the only sound the wet slap of flesh against flesh…
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Pia Sluts Out For Extra Credit He was my professor. Tenured. Married. Devout. I wore my tightest crop top to office hours — no bra. My essay was late, but my intentions weren’t. I slid into the seat across from…
A Magic Spell of Desire & Fertility Tabitha the witch sat in her cozy cottage, surrounded by candles, rare tomes, and the earthy scent of her potions. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves outside, whispering secrets only the forest knew.…
Her cries grew louder, her body trembling with each powerful stroke, until she shuddered in the throes of the most intense orgasm she had ever felt. The room grew quiet, the only sound the wet slap of flesh against flesh…
Yuh Wife Cyan Do It Like Me He picked me up after work, still smelling like marriage and stress. I sat sideways in his car, legs spread just enough to show I wasn’t wearing panties. He stuttered when he saw.…
Cynful Confessions: Blasphemy He came to my altar in a suit—tight around the neck, stiff in the pants. I laughed when he knelt, kissed my heels like a good little worshipper. His hands were shaking. I could smell the shame…