”“What shall we wear baby?,” I ask my man despite having already made up my mind.“Meet me in the foyer dressed to impress in five-minutes.”W...en Roger appears he is wearing nothing but a bulging, tiny white g-string which looks magic contrasted with his all over sun-tan and his taut athletic body. “Like my outfit I tease,” knowing he does as he has seen it a few times previously.I am standing legs apart with my back to a wall length mirror, wearing heels, a shirt with just one button done up to. “She is already here”, I called out, returning back to this world. “OK. I will come in a minute”, auntie replied back.We heard auntie closing the door and coming out from the bedroom. I immediately took the towel from the floor and wrapped it around me. The maid suddenly saw my panties on the floor. She immediately took it and hid it inside her blouse, just as auntie emerged into the porch. “OK listen”, she was talking to maid, without having a clue as to what was happening here just a moment. As Beelzebub came, the pulse of supernatural energy that soaked my pussy, had my body squirming and shaking as I was consumed in the mystical fires of rapture. Orgasming repeatedly. From every part of my body.Nothing had prepared me for the intensity of infinite pleasure, and only the Beelzebub’s nursing caresses stopped my body disintegrating in ecstacy.I was beyond ten on an orgasmic Richter Scale, in uncountable territory, as the tsunami of pleasure hit and continually ebbed and flowed. In. “Pretty little butterfly. Do you miss the sun?” she whispered, for to my ears, the voice sounded female.“Oui,” I breathed, trepidation making the word shiver as the hair on the nape of my neck rose and panic made me struggle, helplessly, against my bonds, the rope chafing and burning the tender flesh on my now bloody wrists.“A gift, then.”Her voice came closer, revealing a barely perceived shape; humanoid to a degree, though strangely designed. I gasped, my breath filling my lungs, as I felt.
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