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C’mon, my brave, fearsome, pig-shit-shoveling god; let’s go back to Fucking my place, and continue your training.” Gloria was stubborn, Gloria was condescending, and Gloria was certainly grateful. If my teachers in Towerhead lectured me like she did, I wouldn’t have needed Angela to feed me test answers. “Mmm,” the vampire hummed delectably, her sexy red lips pulling my nipple from my chest in a chorus of wet slurps, her crimson eyes smiling up at me, her pale form cast in the indian scarlet hue of her home’s torchlight, “focus, Your Holiness; what is it you want to create?” “Ah, shit,” I moaned as her cool fingers stroked my curved-back cock to new levels of arousal, causing it pulse in her soft hand, “I… uh… I want to make a fox.” “Ambitious,” Gloria grinned, displaying white fangs from the lush outline of her mouth, “picture it in your mind.” I tried, I really did, but it was damned hard to picture anything when my vision was filled with Gloria. Her luxuriantly-curled black hair was tossed to the side and tickling my ribs, her luscious, red lips were quirked beneath her high cheekbones and almond-shaped eyes, her pale, voluptuous body was pressed to mine, and her slit was leaking its desire against my trembling thigh. She had on a corset that barely contained her bulging bosom, and fishnet stockings that clung to her thighs so tightly, her succulent flesh was protruding from the netting. “Focus…” she hissed, teen one crimson eye closing in a knowing wink, “make me a perfect, little fox, and I’ll let you do anything to me. You know I will; you know I’ll love it.” Goddamn it, I thought, desperately trying to remember what the fuck a fox even was, my mind was so preoccupied, bushy tail… orange fur… are they cats? No, they’re dogs. Pointed ears… white highlights… Angela stroking me, her breath on my lips, her breasts on my chest, her… “Am I distracting you?” Gloria smirked, her red tongue circling my nipple, and amateur trailing lower. “Your fucking witchcraft is,” I groaned, “I would really like it if you un-fucked my mind.” “Having dirty thought about your sister, hmm?” Gloria chuckled, tongue sliding lower and lower, a trail of saliva sheening my abdomen, “Sorry, Your Holiness, but the change is permanent. You can pretend I’m her, if it helps.” “God, I fucking hate you.” I grumbled as Gloria’s playful mouth moved to my pelvis. “You can show me just how much you hate me,” Gloria giggled, stopping just before my shaft, “once you make me a new pet.” Her lips hovered just above my tip, her breath blowing gently on the froth of precum at its apex, her eyes smiling teasingly from the black outline of her eyeshadow. A single, elegant finger ran up my length, brushing along every bump and vein, and then sliding back down, caressing me, petting me. Another finger moved into the lacing of her corset, and freed her breasts in a wonderful jiggle. They pillowed against my pelvis, pressed on all sides of my shaft, and enveloped all but the last inch of my length. Gloria’s cheeks went gaunt in a girlish pursing of her lips, and bigtits she poked her tongue from the glistening trap of her mouth, and began tortuously licking my throbbing head. “Oh, goddamn it!” I growled in frustration. There was no way I was getting anything done with this level of distraction. “You’re doing it all wrong.” Gloria smiled, “Stop trying to paint it in your head. You can’t think something alive; you need to birth it from your soul. Feel me, let my pleasure guide you, and let the life flow naturally from your mind.” As my other senses gradually returned, I became aware of the sibilance of nearby running water, to which I half-blindly crawled. Underneath that tight white button down shirt she was sure there was a set of abs to die for. I didn’t think Zoe would like the idea of me masturbating over a look-alike, or surely not like the idea of me masturbating at all, and I somehow felt guilty cheating indian on Zoe because in my mind we were already going out with each other. I hoped my father-in-law could handle his liquor. And behind, a glimpse of heaven itself. So much joy burst inside of me. Synopsis of Part 1. Sandy and Ben were a very inexperienced married couple. King Fucking had his dick about half way in my ass amateur moving in out slowly. I turned my head and looked at the floor then I felt the paint brush on my still very sensitive clit again. I told Amy that you came in her ass last sexy night. Then you'll have your precious privacy." the goddess spoke the last word mockingly. The rustle of clothing drew my attention from Ginny. Who said anything about Dr. Cadbury? Said Clara who then took a silver dagger and stabbed the vampire in the heart. The idea of multiple guys was almost too much for her, teen the mere idea was bringing her close to her first orgasm of the night. I could perform my blasphemous miracles, give their credit to the true god, and spread the message of The Holy bigtits Mother to heretics all across the land. More pain burned, but it wasn't as bad. He just grins proudly.