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Click hereI. Summons
Mistress Savara was dressed in black.
Her parted robe exposed one breast.
The ticking clock showed that it was late.
She prepared for the ritual of lore.
Raising her arms her robe fell back,
Chanting she raised the magic crest.
This summons would her thirst sate.
Although in the morning she’d be sore.
She fingered herself at a slow pace.
Pleasure she wouldn’t get from a boy.
She have it soon, it would be simple.
From a lover without a race.
A creature with whom she wasn’t coy.
Through her body flowed a pleasurable ripple.
II. Dark Lover
Loudly there came a crack.
A creature from another world wrest.
It rose before it’s favorite mate.
A mass of tentacles with no core.
Then on Savara’s ass a smack.
Tentacles circled her chest.
A cock and her mouth had a date.
And into her pussy another tore.
The eager thing pounded her pussy.
Savara responded with equal joy,
Screaming and biting her nipple.
Then it came on her face.
Dripping cum it dropped it’s toy.
Lovely on the floor of the temple.