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The Incubus' Bride
Date: 2/19/2016, Categories: Fiction, Author: Liv Beornwulf, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com
hell. But that does not mean that there can never be hellfire and brimstone and the filthy curse cursed den of the devils itself. “Why didn’t you tell me before? About your true self?” “I haven’t told anyone……human. I just barely met you a couple months ago, Evette, and I have not gotten to know you that long enough in order for me to be able to trust and pin my faith and reliance on you.” “It doesn’t matter. I already know now. And your secret is evermore going to stay safe and sound with me. I give you my word.” “What if you don’t keep your word to me and you instead turn your back against me?” “You kill me then. By making excessive love to me up till I shall not be able to keep breathing anymore.” She freezes solidly and staunchly as I graze and move my lips right against hers. Her hands quickly move and fasten onto the back of my neck, and she pushes and thrusts me straight towards herself. Arghhhhhhhhh! Are those her lovely and huge breasts that I have just happened to hit and crash on? I can feel them wag and throb like the thrashing of her heart deep inside her chest as I stir and make a steadied move right bordering next to her sweat trickling and oozing self. She is Evette. The girl of my carnal fantasies; the girl of my bodily food and nourishment. We continue on kissing and hugging each other all the more cruelly and aggressively. Yes. I am very hungry at this particular moment in time. I am so hungry I could collapse and topple down. But the more I kiss Evette, ...