I leaned over him and pushed in again. Within a moment or two, we were back fucking like animals. His whole ass seemed to get tighter and his upstroke... went deeper than they had before. Suddenly, he began to whimper, a little whiny kind of noise with an occasional hiccup. How strange. Stranger still was his cute little button of a dick erupting long streams of cum all over his stomach and chest. He rolled higher in order to try to catch some in his mouth. He missed his mouth and sprayed his. "But weren't they summoning the ctenophox to test if he had made a mistake with the summoning, Phil thought. Again he wondered why they couldn't just summon an imp or something equally puny."Now for a little something to attract a ctenophox to the circle," Cerulea said.She went back to her childish, whale-shaped bag and took out a small glass beaker covered in cellophane. A thick, creamy-white liquid formed a small layer at the bottom of the glass. Phil didn't need to ask to know the liquid was. He groans and pumps his fingers harder inside me, his tongue relentless on my clit. My hips push back against him, my ass cradled in his palm. Beth reaches out to clasp my breast, pinching my nipple between forefinger and thumb. She leans down and kisses me, her lips damp against mine, her tongue soft and teasing. It comes over me slowly, the pleasure sliding through me while I twist in Lucas’s hold. My thighs tremble and I clutch my breast, lifting my ass as it consumes me. I urge my pussy. Through my teens and early twenties I tried to act normally and I married young, my wife would sometimes wear boots, but this was not very often. When I mentioned to her that the sight of her wearing them had a profound effect on me she just laughed and called me a pervert, I could not believe it, this was the first time I had the courage to tell anyone of my fetish and she just laughed at me, I was hurt.A short while after this we split up and went our separate ways. I had discovered my wife's.