Although, if you cannot reclaim your soul within a few days, the body will eventually die. I smile at Aikaterine. 'You were born for my purposes my lo...e.' Her eyes fly open and she looks at me shocked. I smile at her, feeling her soul leave. 'Just like last time...' Her eyes drift shut as I orgasm inside her.I pull out and and position her, arms crossed below the dagger, feet together, she looks to be sleeping. I cover her with a sheet. 'Now. For Demkian.' I grab my tunic from the floor. She thrilled to the power with which her son stimulated Wendy's libido. Terry seemed to be following her instructions well enough, being careful not to obstruct her view of the lusty activities in her own bed.Her twat steamed when she saw her son unbuckle his pants and pull off his shirt. Her twat steamed even more when she saw Wendy jump up eagerly and fall to her knees on the floor before the boy. She rubbed her clit harder when she saw the beautiful blonde unzip her son's pants and haul out. I was taking him into my throat now. He was grabbing and squeezing my boobs from over my bra as if he was preparing dough for making naan. It was painful, but it reminded me that I was his toy only, and I got a strange powerful pleasure from the thoughtWhen he was about to come, I suddenly increased my suction on his dick. He cried out in pleasure and went over the edge. Hot, thick creamy cum shot into my mouth, which filled my throat faster than I could swallow. It was dribbling out of my. Jack’s eyes flew open. Had she just backed up into his groin? They hadn’t had sex in a long time, the chemotherapy treatment had worn her so thin he was scared of even touching her outside of the bedroom, for she bruised very easily. The worry returned. She had refused the treatment against every doctors orders. He had begged, pleaded for her to reconsider. She was sick, nobody wanted to essentially poison themselves to survive. He finally let it go when she couldn’t even remain awake for more.