My juices squirted down my thighs. The air was heady with the divine scent of her passion. Mature sex I admired Angela’s naked form. She didn’t love me. I shuddered as I sucked. My throat constricted. My finger were bathed in my juices. I stroked it. I was engulfed in hot, tight, silky pussy. That made sense. I gripped my dagger. My pussy itched. A triangle of black pubic hair pointed at her hard, pink clit. My eyes glanced at the elf’s dick. My hands tightened on her tits. I savored the pain, driving away my impossible fantasy of Sophia. I had never seen the like in my life. Lady Delilah’s device worked as advertised.
