KindredFlame
Twisted Essayist
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“The Gods are for weak minded people.” Helen said to her maids.
“No mistress the gods visit me in the night, they are passionate and I have there children and when I awake I am normal again, however my lady is always sore in the morning as they are all so vigorous in their sex.” Joanna her favourite house maid said, quite innocently.
This short conversation had Helen thinking, she lay in bed playing with the petals between her legs and wondered what sex would be like with a god. The following day she had Joanna bath her and she instructed her to tell her mistress more about her sex life with her gods.
“No mistress the gods visit me in the night, they are passionate and I have there children and when I awake I am normal again, however my lady is always sore in the morning as they are all so vigorous in their sex.” Joanna her favourite house maid said, quite innocently.
This short conversation had Helen thinking, she lay in bed playing with the petals between her legs and wondered what sex would be like with a god. The following day she had Joanna bath her and she instructed her to tell her mistress more about her sex life with her gods.