In fact Pandora considered herself just a stripper with a “different” hobby, even after that she had developed her gift.Her gift. One night, one y...ar ago, a bit of Aphrodite life force, by unknown reasons, had hit her, giving her the ability to get strength and resilience with the excitation of her “victims”. That power worked as a kind of battery. She needed to “recharge” it…and every night, with her ability on the stage, the gorgeous Pandora recharged her power while, at the same time earn. We started off slow and sensual as we were both trying to just take our time and enjoy this moment. As she kept grinding her panty slowly slid sideways and with one swift motion my cock slid right in her pussy. We both took that deep moan as I entered her tight pussy. We began kissing more passionately and I could not take it anymore as my mask kept bugging me. I pulled it off and instantly this girl jumped off my cock as if she was shocked to know who I was. She said my name and took off her. " Nuns don't get pregnant, Mark. As long as I have the Gift, this is our only child."I didn't know what to say, so I just kissed her forehead. "I'm sorry. It's not fair that I'm having all these children." It's okay, Mark." She shifted, looking up at me, and kissed me. "We'll have one child, at least." One daughter. I told my sperm, remember."She laughed. "It doesn't work that way, Mark." Sure it does. Willow told me so. She's an OB/GYN."Mary rolled her eyes. It was good to see her happy. Maybe. She snapped back to reality with a tap at the door. As it opened she seen the outline of Savannahs body as she came in and closed the door quickly. As Savannah took off her tee shirt her body glowed in the moonlight. Her brown skin shined in the darkness. Megan could make out the little tuft of hair about her clitoric. Moving her eyes up she thought how cute the little black dot of her navil looked. Further up her near black areolas stood out against the lighter shade of skin. Straining Megans.