Having pinned Alina with his strong male hands to the head of this ritual throne of his unbridled passion. He, arching upward, in a narrow male Incubus waist. He stabbed naked strong buttocks, deeper and deeper than his big protruding, like a steel rod, sexual organ into her girlish young virgin crotch. The screams and groans of both lovers were spread throughout the misty black forest that was clouded with white living mist.

They were covered in a completely white mist, hiding from everything. And in this impenetrable white, thick, dense and floating slowly through two fogs unchecked in the unquenchable love passion of lovers, Eloim revealed wide webbed wings in bat-like veins. And between the strained love in the work of the naked male Incubus buttocks, a long wriggling like a large live snake came out of the tail of love. It ceased to glow from the inside with a bright blue light. And his hands and feet of Eloim were covered with snake scales to his knees and elbows, and black animal curves claws emerged from the fingers and toes. Only Alina did not see him like this and did not see those webbed dragon wings flung open over her. She, clinging tightly to Eloim, closed, groaning from inexpressible sweet pleasure, her blue girlish eyes, clouded with passion of love, rolled deeply under her eyelids, and completely drowned in that devastating love of this unearthly creature. For the first time, Alina finished under a swift and powerful pressure and an onslaught in her vagina by a member of Eloim who had penetrated there, and then finished several more times. Then he finished it more than once throughout their love night until the very morning.

When Alina woke up on Saturday morning, she was lying in her bedroom and on her bed. It was about ten o'clock, and there was nothing on her except for her naked, girlish body tormented by uncontrollable love. Where was her torn night, she had no idea.

Alina poorly remembered everything that happened afterwards. Some muddy visions from her sleep. She remembered walking back through the forest. She was completely naked, and fell to her knees even under some kind of weakly pouring water from above somewhere above her head from a rocky cliff. She even remembered the coolness of the falling water on her body, torn by love.

She was all wet, bruised and scratched. But, what she experienced in her dreams was not comparable, with anything. And even with the fact that Alina's girlfriends told her. She hurt all the young girl's body and especially her girl's crotch. She was pained to move her legs. Everything between him burned with painful fire. She endured how this pain could. And she had to somehow hide this unearthly sexual contact with this insanely beautiful creature.

Alina realized that she was in love, in love to complete madness. She did not know that it happens. This first contact. Contact with Elohim as

he called herself to her, was simply wonderful, in spite of all this pain now received at their close intercourse. He told her that soon everything would pass. This pain will pass. Unlike people and the next meeting with her, she will be completely healthy and ready for a new sexual contact.

My favorite Elohim

On Saturday, Alexander, according to his personal schedule, disappeared into the library. He again rummaged in the library city archives. He was stuck in it from nine o'clock, right from the opening and milled here with his hands and eyes everything he could, but he could not find the right book. It was two o'clock in the afternoon, but he did not climb out of the library.

- But after all, they said that there is! - he said to himself loudly out loud and indignantly. He persistently searched for the necessary edition on esoterics and mysticism for two thousand year - Deceivers! These librarians! To them! So every time you need anyone without asking yourself to look for everything! Well at least I'm here in good standing and allowed to archive.

This series of library archives was packed to the top of everything related to other worlds and ufology. But he was interested in specific things.

He searched for rare rarely in a single copy of the publication of Blavatsky and a number of famous mystics and esotericists. He everything that was known, already re-read everything and re-learned to the holes in the cover. Together with his

Alexander, a familiar psychic and medium by Yakov Mogilny, was engaged in theories of penetration into other spaces and communication with spirits. They even had their own contactees and they already had tremendous experience in their experiments and researches of this kind. Completely turned on this case, they did not even feel the fear of the unknown. How crazy they were just that and the two of them lived as insane fans theorists of the afterlife. All their lonely now in this bustling city life was concluded only in this. His friend Jacob Mogilny was a lonely type in life and lived

only their work local fortune-teller and psychic. This is not his badly fed, and there was always enough bread and butter each time. He even had advertising posted on every banner and booth throughout the city for an advertisement of his working studio office than he lived. And he lived quite not bad.

Alexander was also a lonely man, but his fate was a bit different in the past. He was once a family man, had a book business. Therefore, he loved books and was grounded in this as it should. But later, his younger brother, the drunken Vitalik, squandered his book firm, Book World, and sold it, almost for a bottle, to his business colleague. Alexander entrusted this company to him, and he burned it and continued to drink. They practically did not communicate with him and even enmity. Especially when their mother died, their sons hated each other on the basis of the redistribution of the mother's apartment.

Alexander on Vitalik had a constant angry resentment also for his mother. He himself buried her on his own savings. And the brother spat on everything and only thought with his wife the same as him, to squeeze out his mother’s apartment.

Alexander was strong on a complete set not old years so forty nine men. He went in for sports and even had his own gym, where he was mainly engaged in one muscle swing now. In his youth, he served in the army in reconnaissance at the missile unit, somewhere behind Baikal, from where everything went and in the civilian world everything continued. So that he was strong enough and very few people knew about this dignity, except, perhaps, probably, the brother of the drunk Vitalik and this medium and psychic of his friend Jacob Mogilny.

Alexander had a wife in the past, but again, he didn’t live with her because of family problems and troubles and problems with their common son.

It seems to be a long story about everything in the life of Alexander, there is no sense and there is no point in going into this description. The main thing is that he was now a free bird and was engaged in himself and studied esotericism and mysticism, like his friend Mogilny.

And now, while he was rummaging in the library, he was engaged in hypnosis with some old woman who came to him with her own life problems. He introduced her into a simple, uncomplicated hypnotic trance. And he dug into her past and present, somewhere at the subconscious level, in her old woman's head, looking for the old man's husband lost in her old memory somewhere under the old sclerosis. Trying to connect with him from a different dimension of the afterlife. The old woman was lying on a couch in front of him, and he was sitting next to her in a comfortable leather chair, and they both wandered in her recollections of even a young age.

I must say right away it was not a very pleasant job for him. Dig in the brains of the old woman, and he tried to quickly otmazatsya from her.

He unexpectedly for himself suddenly caught on some strange world with some sort of edge. It is under the hypnosis of this decrepit old woman.This incomprehensible world from the ancient gnarled some kind of ugly forest. Here in her senile brains. And it is much more interested in Jacob Mogilny. “Where could it come from her?” Thought with undisguised interest, he and her old woman's memory traveled around the other world and looking for her old grandfather who died. - "It ... Read more →