The Coven

The wild rocking motion were so animal like and everyone knows the ending are near. Monica had stretched herself well to receive the master and reacted so pasionately, so lustfully. She moans louder and louder "Master.. master... master.... AIIIIIIIIYYYYYEEEEE" lifting her little body to meet the heavy thrust.

AAAAArrrgghhhhh! The Master make a last powerful surge forward, collapsed on top of her, almost had her hidden away under his huge hairy body. Monica had wrapped her arms around the master's neck, both laying so still.

The master had blown thousands of seeds into her belly, flooding inside her, wet and warm.

Withdrawing slowly as the Master gets on his feet again, he rocks his wet dripping cock roughly with his strong hand before everyone. He mastrubate nothing more then 2 minutes and "AAAArrggghhh.... he sprays another load of cum across Monica's body. Landed on her stomach, chest, lips, nose, eyes and hair.

Sasha had completed her dance around Miles. She gets on top of his motionless body and slide her dagger down his chest, cutting the gown into two half, baring the young body slowly.
 
She dared not take her time. She only knew the need growing inside her own heated loins. The robe fell around the youthfull body revealing his already waiting cock. She moaned in need as she climbed atop him, hovering just out of reach.

Her own snatch dripping, she felt the coldness seep inside her as she let herself glide easily down until she had him burried deep inside her. Animal instincts taking over, she began fucking the youth, holding the dagger to his face. She felt the expansion of his cock grow with her ever increasing fucking. Grinding down upon him, her own shaven pussy making direct contact with his own.

Leaning down, she pinned his shoulders to the slab and began speaking words. Praying. Chanting. Coursing the spell around them.

Gutteral, her moans and his intertwined until they were only sounds, made of those before then, made of lust and need. Made of mating animals.
 
I felt the blood flow within my body. The ancient ichor stirs within me, summoning me to the surface. I rise out of the hellish depths, the steaming boiling blood of sinners on my skin, their moans echoing through the cavernous chambers. I ignore them, accustomed to their plaintive pleas, never to be answered, never to be heard. I extend my wings, stretching them the first time in lord hades knows how long. I fly up, to the surface.

The starry night is beautiful, and the sensual moans of the coven are sweet to my ears. Amusing that they bequest me with their cries of delight now, only to be cries of tears tomorrow. Tonight I shall copulate, seek my beloved who lives within the halls of light. Our desire overrides the displeasurable whims of our masters, we are no more to them as these mortals are to us.

OOC: Emily will take the part of the corrupt angel.


Scribe.
 
Miles layed back on the cold alter barely aware of what was happening his mind felt it was leaving his boby. The woman Sahsa was rocking his world, for the first time he knew what a woman could do to a man. Bella continued to impale herself on his rigid manhood, it throbbed and pulsed but was not ready to blow, yet.


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Sorry misread quote!
 
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BRIGHTWELL said:
Miles layed back on the cold alter barely aware of what was happening his mind felt it was leaving his boby. The woman Bella was rocking his world, for the first time he knew what a woman could do to a man. Bella continued to impale herself on his rigid manhood, it throbbed and pulsed but was not ready to blow, yet.

OOC: It suppose to be Sasha the maiden, not Bella the dancer.
 
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