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"Arrrrrr!" he cried out as he thrusted forward one last time.
Cum surged from his dick into her snug vagina that he loved so much. His knees buckled and he hung onto to her hips to keep from crumbling into the dirt. He collapsed forward over her, kissing her cheek.
"I love you, baby."
"I love you too."
Hours later, the music was silenced. The fired had been drowned. The night was dark and still once more. In the sleeping tent, Paolo spooned Gianetta. He hugged her close to him before leaning over her shoulder to kiss her dewy brow as she softly snored. As Paolo drifted into sleep, he wondered if Gia really was the goddess Fortuna. Afterall, his design did win the bid. She's the goddess of fortune who fell in love with a mortal and gave him a marvelous daughter. A goddess who returned to her temple ruins and brought it back to life. She was a goddess. She was his goddess.
Fortuna basked in his love and smiled.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 4 years agoGreat story line
St Barts is my favorite Caribbean Island so loved the reference.
Looking forward to mother, daughter, father, Max
and daughter's American GF all connecting
more please and thanks.
Anonymousalmost 4 years agoOne of the hottest things I have read in a long time, and the ancient references just made it even better. Bravissimo!
