I could hear her cursing in frustration.Her weapon could harm the beast, and he knew it.“Saphique, transform my virgin milk with your love. Let my m...lk heal the sick and infirmed.” The magic rushed through my nipple. Milk beaded. I leaned over Xera, lifting her head. She groaned, blood staining her lips, her green hair spilling over my arm. “Drink.”I brought my nipple to her lips. The flames died out and the Minotaur laughed. Xera latched on, suckling as she groaned in pain. My milk rushed into. After a minute I pushed her legs back against her chest, climbing more on top of her, squishing her breasts, and she started to gasp each time I buried myself in her -- I must have been hitting her womb.I could feel the familiar feeling begin in my balls. Three times in an hour was a record for me, and I was going to damn well make sure she came, to make her womb suck my potent stuff inside. Picking up speed, I rammed her again and again. Her body tensed, preparing itself for orgasm as she. I was happy of how I looked so I set my plan into action. I would allow him to accidentally see me in different stages of undress. Then each time when he tried to have sex I would denie him . This kept him slightly sexuality frustrated, and a sexuality man is putty to be molded. It was time to step it up to the next level. One Friday I allowed him to come in from work to "catch" me on the net reading an extremely hot story. But what made being caught better was I was wearing a new string. It was just a whimper that left my lips but she knew what I had said ‘I’m Cumming!’, she thrust one last time as hard and as deep as she could, so hard it forced me forward face planting the floor. As I exploded she put her forearm on the back of my neck stopping raising back up, she moved her left leg around to my side so she was on one knee behind me. Her fat cock still deep inside me, she leant forward and put her mouth next to my ear ‘did I tell you to cum!?!?’ she order an answer. I shook.