Her wet cunt clenched involuntarily at the thought, and somehow Zethriel’s straining cock slid in a little deeper than it already was. “I think it speaks of what is in your heart: A deep and powerful loneliness.”
“I’m not lonely any more.”
She smiled. XXX The shaft of his semi-hard cock was pushed between the folds of her labia. “Who’s will do you serve?”
“Z–Zethriel. … Kalrah was sitting in a pool of her own fluids. Zethriel had a really bad feeling about this. His eyes were fluttering beneath their lids–he was dreaming. Anyway, soon enough you caught me. The box folded open to become a tray, which Zethriel sat across their laps. I was kissing you furiously, and I dreamed I could feel your toung reaching all the way through the heart of me.
