Dance Me to the End of Love Ch. 05

Sharing this VERY strange experience that began as me attempting to create an audio about my bizarre genetics, medical issues and spiritual/energy needs but as I was doing this, my session was hijacked by a certain Celestial energy... a deity of communication who felt some thanks for all the success I have had communicating with people needed some attention. 😳😅 rnI will leave you go draw your own conclusions but following this I looked up “sex with deities” and found I might need a teacher in Tantric Yoga, a practice I haven’t studied but apparently I have been teaching in a roundabout way.... how fascinating! * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (33.5 min/mp3) * * * * *" https://bugs.kerbalspaceprogram.com/issues/2852 https://www.joomlart.com/forums/u/wekufile https://cdramabase.com/members/pomibopo/profile/ https://www.thpatch.net/wiki/User:Zamifiza http://www.fantasicawiki.com/wiki/User:Guhiraye https://www.mixesdb.com/w/User:Hehudika https:

Chapter 10- Liege and Vassal "Brother!" Gunngrul hollered as he charged into the dining room to find Hayden leaning over one of the female staff. She was bent over the table with her dress torn down the rear bearing her ebony buttocks while he held her wrists in the small of her back and forced himself on her. "What!" Shouted Hayden as his thrusting halted and he stared murderously at Gunngrul before continuing in a hiss, "Could...you possibly want at this most inopportune time." Gunngrul wheezed as he caught his breath before declaring, "She's escaped! I need you brother. You must come with me, and we must rally the House Guard!" "Svyn'dahl Goddess! And, the damned women who worship her!" Hayden cursed as she released the maid and pushed himself back and withdrew leaving her crying and too afraid to reach back and gather her skirt together in case he wasn't finished, fearing the only thing worse than being raped and poss

"Oh hello ladies," Celia noticed that the guests from school were arriving, filing through the doorway. "Mmm Oh my what a large pair we have here," a husky voice murmured, hot breath wafting in Dave's ear as he felt a soft wam body with hard pointed nipples press into his back. Fingers brushed his inner thighs as they sought his balls, rubbing and tickling, squeezing his scrotum. "All your's Julia," said Celia, greeting the newcomer with a hearty suck of her exposed nipple. "Good trip?" "Yes thanks, the girls are in playful mood and we have some very wet pussies, including mine l might add. Why don't you see how wet l am my horny darling?" Julia's short jacket was open, naked except for that garment she displayed fulsome tits, erect nipples and taut abdomen. Celia knelt before her, used v fingers to open her cunt and licked inside the sodden morsel. "Amanda honey, l'm sure Celia would love it if you squirm bet

My groomsmen and I returned to the hotel and relaxed for several hours. Some of us napped while others hit the spa and hot tub. We then played a few hands of blackjack after dinner as some of us talked about the strip club owner's offer. "$50,000 is a lot of money," Logan said. "It sure would help pay for college," Jared added. "And those babes sure were hot!" Ricardo joked. Pretty much everyone was in agreement that we should head back to the strip club. And thanks to the complimentary drinks at the blackjack tables, I now had a little more liquid courage to agree to the porn shoot. Given how studly all of my groomsmen were, I figured that I wouldn't have much of a starring role in the porno. At best, I could even stay on the side and not be featured in the film, lest it somehow makes its way to Charlotte and she finds out. Moreover, I didn't really want to be naked on camera with all my groomsmen and their towering cocks. My own little

Everyone having sex is at least 18. This is fiction, I made it all up. Warning: this is a self-edited story. I do use Grammarly to help reduce my ability to murder the English language. Special thanks to my new editor Sai_dias_29 for his help. ***** Chapter 20 -- Las Vegas Bump. We just landed in Las Vegas. I am very nervous. There will be thousands of people here. I am wearing my old combat fatigues. No way I am going back to my dress uniform. A lot of older men salute me, I feel terrible, I am not active duty. I don't deserve this. Beth is holding my hand as we walk down the concourse. She can see the salutes I get and how it makes me feel uncomfortable. Beth lovingly says to me in a whisper, "Suck it up buttercup. You may not be active, but you gave your share, and risked it all. You deserve that as much as they deserve the return salute." Beth knows me so well now, always says exactly the right thing. It's been six months since we got together. We check in which

The Super-8 hotel on Freemont Road on the outskirts of Atlanta was, for a Tuesday, relatively scarce save for a few occupants, the hotel had seen its fair share of sin taking place on a daily basis, but this particular sin was in a league of its own. The activities going on in Room 313 could only be described as outright unholy. "Tits," Chloe begged, "Please," she whimpered, once again on the cusp of precipice. Through hooded eyelids, the woman watched as a hand surged forward, twisting the screw and tightening the device, eliciting a throaty, grateful moan. Chloe's lip quivered. Her entire body trembled as release ached to get out. As the clamp tightened, Chloe took in the equally naked person before her, her literal carbon copy. Darla's face remained cold and impersonal, while she gave her twin what she wanted. That was their system, ever since this thing between them started when they were seventeen. They'd given up on trying to put a label on it. T

Zoe and Matthew were over at Priya and Raj's house Friday evening the following weekend. Zoe's sister Priya was looking phenomenal even though she was dressed casual. She wore worn-down brown cords, no socks (toenails unpolished), and a tight white long-sleeved shirt that was a little small for her. Whenever she stood up, or reached up, or hunched down (you had to do these things a lot when you have a young child) her shirt slid up a little, giving teasing glimpses of the stretch-marked skin of her sexy belly. She also had her hair thrown back in two little pigtails -- one on each side of her head. It gave her a youthful, girlish look that turned Matthew on like you would not believe. He couldn't remember the last time he saw an adult woman with that hairstyle. The secret lovers could not keep their eyes off of each other. After a couple of hours, around eight o'clock, Priya could stand it no longer. She was standing by the door to the basement. "Matthew, would y