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Camille howled with pleasure as Laura read:
I sigh, the spell broken,
And see once more the room return:
The clinks of knives on dishes,
The soft pale blue of Laura's eyes,
On me, knowing, and unashamed.
Laura's eyes were blue too. And as the room sagged back into reality, as the supernatural pulse faded, she ached to feel the spell break over her. But tonight she felt no shame. No embarrassment as Angelica fingered herself to orgasm, sprawled out on the floor. No awkwardness as Camille pinched her nipples. No fear as she watched Camille's chest heave and fall with each needy breath. She was Laura, and Marcilla was watching over them all.
And as the room formerly known as debauchery faded to black, Laura only felt tomorrow's hunger burning inside of her.
- COMMENTS
DesperateToBeControledalmost 5 years agoHi, Trixie, i know this story is kind of old by now, but i just started it today and i cant stop reading. You never disappoint!
Unrighteousover 5 years agoI now know why I felt like I've read it before. Thanks for sharing, it's one of the best if not the best I've read in awhile. Ace as they said in the past.
YourLinkover 5 years agoMany try to hit that seam that threads the erotic. Most fail. This tale is spot on. It has my eyes enraptured. Many stories on this site are simple smut, fun to read but leave much to be desired. This story satisfies. Thank you for your efforts and for sharing.
