Mrs. Zamora didn’t care. She was getting just what she wanted, Rob’s dick furiously fucking her mouth. After several minutes of this, Rob’s nuts...tightened up and he dumped another load of cum, this time deep in Mrs. Zamora’s throat. Rob was fully in her throat when it happened. He held his long dick there. Mrs. Zamora swallowed every tasty morsel Rob delivered! When Rob withdrew his now shrinking member from Mrs. Zamora’s throat he looked down at her. He saw an extremely satisfied woman looking. “Never.”“I’ve changed the spell. There won’t be another Burning.”“Oh, yes, your new ritual, the one that makes you the final arbiter of all who wield magic. What gives you the right?”“It’s unfortunate but necessary,” he said smoothly. “It’s the only way.”“It’s certainly a convenient side effect, giving you supreme power over all mages. Do you really think anyone’s stupid enough to believe that story?”“It doesn’t particularly matter whether you believe it or not.”“And what will happen to the. “Mmm cum into me… I want to feel your hot, sticky cum deep inside my pussy…” she purred into his ear.Patamon moaned, as the dirty talk was the final straw. He pushed deep into her and emptied a huge load from his balls into her pussy and womb. And an another one. And an another. It seemed as Patamon had multiple orgasms at once and Gatomon was in awe with an incredible amount of his sperm in her. The feeling was so extra ordinary it made Gatomon reach her own orgasm and she came against his. Each evening, I watched her walk towards the Tube station at Holborn. I was becoming a stalker — and yet I seemed powerless to escape the siren quality of her beauty. Each day saw me drawn inexorably further under the spell of this seductress. It became harder and harder to work. My secretary began to make pointed remarks about the time I spent admiring the view from my window — I might have been tempted to make some sharp retort, but she was so like my mother I dared not. Thank God she didn’t.