"I gently, reverently actually, pulled aside his robe to unveil myprize. And there it was, a perfect man cock! His shaft was straight andlong and the ...ead was perfectly symmetrical. His massive man balls hungdown with their slick sweet nectar lying within them. I sighed andsaid, "Master, may I just admire you for a moment or two?" Of course you may sweet sissy, of course you may," he replied in asurprisingly soft voice,I reached forward with my lacquered fingernails to worshipfully caresshis. “It’s a spell unlike any other, his most powerful technique. I saw him use it once when I was a rookie Archangel trying to lessen the Gargoyle population in Hell. I was there for just a day but I saw it once and it still haunts me from the God-like power it unleashed,” Rosemary said, answering the same question as asked by Raphael.“It’s a spell so powerful that it has no name and originates from neither light nor darkness. It is strong enough to obliterate the Masters of Torture and Goliaths.. They’re not thick enough.” He gave me a funny look. “You sound like my Mum.” “Yeah, well you need looking after, don’t you?” “I’m 18.” “Yeah, well you still need looking after.” I was the same age as him but he looked younger than me and I felt dead protective, just the way I am. I pulled his socks off and I rubbed his feet one at a time between my hands. He kept laughing and he was blushing big time. “You shouldn’t be ticklish your age.” “I can’t help it.” He was falling about laughing. “What. She slightly spread her legs and ran a hand down between them.She stroked her cunny, sliding her hand up and down. Bolts of wet fire shot up her pussy. "Oh, ah, ooh," she panted as she rubbed her yoni.She slid a finger in and stroked the clit with her thumb. "Oh god, yes!" she gasped. She hunched and jerked and cried out as a mini-climax rippled up and down her pussy.She slowly ceased rubbing, and then she sighed. It felt good, she thought, but it's not ... it's not the real thing. I want the.