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Dusk. River bank. On the shore of a small, old monastery, slightly overgrown with moss and wild ivy. Near a small flower garden with large red roses. Their aroma is heard throughout the monastery.
The wind howls, the river splashes in small waves. The sky is covered with gray clouds, it is about to rain.
Inside the monastery is quiet and cozy. In one of the rooms is a small fireplace. The low crash of firewood is heard. At the fireplace in the chair sits the holy father, he recently embarked on his way.
His rest and pacification is interrupted ...
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The wind howls, the river splashes in small waves. The sky is covered with gray clouds, it is about to rain.
Inside the monastery is quiet and cozy. In one of the rooms is a small fireplace. The low crash of firewood is heard. At the fireplace in the chair sits the holy father, he recently embarked on his way.
His rest and pacification is interrupted ...
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The night with the priestess of Fire exhausted you so much that you just fell asleep. When you woke up, all the shackles were removed from you, the blindfold too. But you were still lying on a huge round bed under a silk canopy. You opened your eyes, sat down and looked around. The room was lit with magical, dying lights of a dull yellow color. There were no windows. You did not see the door at the first cursory inspection either. You got up, walked around the room, but everything was still. On the table near the bed you found wine ...
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It's past midnight. I lay on the big bed, turned to the wall, the blanket is thrown to the side. Today is the full moon. Despite the deep night, the room is bright with moonlight coming through the curtains. The wall reflects the shadows of the trees outside the window. Today is such a beautiful night, and I enjoy being part of it
I am wearing a peach-colored nightgown, it is on spaghetti straps, with a red satin bow at the neckline and slightly covers the ass. Under the shirt red fishnet panties.
I know that...
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I am wearing a peach-colored nightgown, it is on spaghetti straps, with a red satin bow at the neckline and slightly covers the ass. Under the shirt red fishnet panties.
I know that...
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The time until the next meeting was endless. Every memory of him and his penis made my pussy get wet, I wanted him so much, wanted to dissolve in him again, be penetrated by his imperious look ... Every night in dreams we had passionate sex, waking up, I was exhausted from the desire ...
Here comes the next Saturday - the day of our new meeting. Seeing him from afar, I broke into a smile, I was extremely happy to see him again. Coming closer, I caught the smell of it ...
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Here comes the next Saturday - the day of our new meeting. Seeing him from afar, I broke into a smile, I was extremely happy to see him again. Coming closer, I caught the smell of it ...
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When you woke up again, there was no priestess around. But you knew that she would definitely come. And then ... You smiled dreamily, forgetting for a moment that you were a prisoner here. For two painfully - sweet nights you managed to get used to the caress of Lariana, to her tender body. You wanted to have it endlessly. You wanted to strip her damned virginity. But for this it was necessary to escape from captivity. The priestess said that this night would be the last. That after her she will help you run. Notes...
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Our bodies in the moonlight are so natural. I am lying on your chest, you slightly hug my shoulders.I know you will be leaving soon. I am sad that our meetings are so short. Gradually, I fall asleep, and in the morning you are no longer there. At such moments it always seems to me that it was a dream, but I can smell you on my skin, and the nightly events come to life again in my head. What a pity that we meet only at night. I would like so much to wake up together and continue our night talk in the morning. On the clock, 10:03, I ...
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