and dragged wet pants, there were major changes at the bottom. Ulyana no longer sucked a horse, but stood leaning on the stall fence and with a wide smile accepted his dignity. The girl's eyes rolled up, her hair began to slowly rise upwards - Pythia clearly fell into a predictive trance. Her sweet moans so excited me that I, forgetting the caution, leaned out from under the rafters almost to the waist. The facial expression of “hope for the faculty” was simply invaluable. But her confusion immediately passed, as soon as she saw that my hand was rubbing a pink hole between her legs.

Laughing, the adept beckoned me with her finger, and without hesitation I jumped off onto a bale of straw and walked over to my older friend. Meanwhile, the stallion picked up a decent pace and as I walked towards his mistress a wet squish, Ulana's moaning and slaps merged into one continuous noise. At that moment, when her arms hugged my shoulders, the mount screamed in earnest, and moved the croup so powerfully that it pressed its “filly” into the fence boards. Ulyana groaned loudly and very sweetly, and I heard sounds, as if someone was swallowing loudly and for a long time. As I later learned, this horse sperm was poured into the girl’s tummy.

Konyaga was still doing his last moves, when Ulyana, without opening her eyes or opening her arms, clung to my lips with a long and very sweet kiss. Her tongue penetrated deep into my children's mouth at a time when her lips sucked and licked mine. With one hand, the adept was holding me by the shoulders, and the other was pushing my butt, tummy and crotch energetically, but gently. Thin fingers of the Pythia stopped on my long wet slit. After a few dozen pisechki movements, I felt the approach of something incredible. Squeezing my hips tightly through the hot mist in my head, I felt how a girl's flexible and soft tongue began to make in my mouth strong reciprocating movements that the horse device had recently performed in the adept.

Then the sun flashed in my head and incomparable pleasure spread from my lower abdomen all over my body.

A little later, when we got dressed and put ourselves in order, she said that she saw our love act in a trance while the stallion was pushing her. Therefore, she was not only not afraid of my sudden appearance, but immediately understood how to seduce a teenage girl. We talked quite tightly until its release. She taught me to kiss and satisfy myself with my palm, without shoving between the legs of extraneous and not so much objects. Perhaps that is why I was one of the few adherents who kept their virginity until release. And after a couple of years, she left for Volmeniyu and her tracks were lost.

Such is the story explaining my secret desires and subconscious complexes. I am not particularly proud of her and it’s good that no one knows about her ... Stop! Lyon reads the memory and thoughts ... Here is a shame! And what will he say when (exactly “when”, and not “if”) he learns about how a cute demon pulls me up now? However, as far as is known, there is no admission against the succubus. And if this plowman-trakhar decides to follow me, in order to personally apologize to my husband for this working moment, he suddenly decides that the vampire lord is also nothing ... Well, well ... I'll have to wear some for my beloved a bag of ice and invent excuses for it in case Lena will persuade to sit down.

In the meantime, I hobbled over to the incubus that stood beside Tar. The hole of my filly was still half-opened, and from her pale pink gut to the beat with a sweet shudder running down the back of the Tar, the friable and thick white clots flowed. The demon gently took me by the chin and poked my face into the pussy of my horse. I began to hastily lick and swallow the semen from the incubus.I remembered from the advanced course of alchemy that it is a very rare and infinitely expensive component for many anti-aging potions. And then you can rejuvenate for free, and judging by the interested type of incubus, this is only the first portion.

Counting how many dozens of gold I saved, I finally gave in to the power of euphoria. My hands embraced the croup of Tar, and my mouth greedily sucked on valuable material from her orderly designed cavern. The filly sighed as my tongue slid back and forth in her hot hole.

Then a strong hand fell on my back and confidently bent me in the pose of a drinking deer. In this case, my ass was exactly under the croup Tar. I did not even have time to lick my lips from a mixture of demonic sperm and horse grease, as a huge hot ghyr rushed into my hot pussy. I didn’t scream (all the same, Lena also had a considerable device), she didn’t moan, but she gurgled with great pleasure when the horse device pressed my head in a split second. A second pause, and now I, the Supreme Dogevskaya witch, the court magician of Beloria, and so forth, and the like, are rapidly shaking their nameless succubus.

The sensations were so sharp that I finished literally half a minute later. Incubus, feeling my convulsions, eagerly let in a long and hot stream. In one motion, he took out his rod from my mink and planted it again in Tar. I had to listen to their concert for two again. But barely the last drops of his volley sprinkled the cave of my mare, like a tireless lover grabbed my waist and began to gently, but inexorably, pull my ass over my ghyr. By that time, I had completely abandoned myself to the will of fate, plus the incubus seed that I had drunk had a fresh and strong stimulating effect fresh. In general, after a couple of minutes, his pubis rested on my buttocks, and I was amazed at my stomach with a noticeable roller in the center, which lengthened and shortened in time with the movements of the incubus in me.

Oh Gods! That's what I missed all this time - a wild animal fuck, when you are rudely fucked despite the cries and protests. As it turns out, it’s great when a hefty ghyr pierces your feminine nature and pulls pussy all the way to the uterus, and from the ass, it seems, it turns out almost to the heart.

In the ass, he paused, but he gave a jet such that for a second it seemed to me that the sperm would pass through my exhausted intestines through and about to splash out of my mouth.

After that he put me on his knees between the back legs of the mare and in turn began to quickly put on the ghyr either the vagina of the Tar, then my mouth. In those seconds, while he stretched the pussy of Tar, I gasped, choked up:

- Put it in my mouth!

Incubus shrugged his shoulders and without delay he drew his cause to me first by the cheek, chatted to them in my mouth, like in a mortar, and then the head slipped deeper into the tongue and pressed against the throat. Tears splashed from my eyes, but my lover firmly grabbed my head by the back of my head and with obvious effort pressed the ghyr to its full length. This is where I didn’t have before (and I’m a very versatile witch if you know what I mean), but this was the first time. I sucked since childhood. Not to say that many times, but the matter was quite familiar, especially in the hostel. Although Velka, also known under the nickname "Icicle", I was still very far away. But now it was not suction. They just fucked me either in the neck or just in the head.

The incubus fingers grabbed at my reddish hair, and he moved my head lightly over his ghyru despite the indignant gurgling and sobbing. But now his attacks became shorter, more often and suddenly he thrust my throat all the way up so that I rested my lips and nose against his pubic hair. Gasping, I felt with my lips and throats how thick, sticky sperm was flowing under the skin of his wand and almost directly into the stomach. I felt like my tummy fills the pleasant warmth of drunk sperm.

The demon waited until the end of the ejaculation and gently took out the ghyre which was abundantly covered with saliva from my mouth.I somehow got to my feet, drank another portion of his sperm from the Tar hole. And she put on a dumped nightgown.

- It will be boring - as if nothing had happened, the incubus said dissolving in the air - call me when you're at home. I am sure that I and your husband will be able to give you even more pleasure.

- Ghyr with two !!! - unprofessionally breaking voice I shouted after him.

“It’s possible two,” the wind agreed ingratiatingly, and the obsession finally disappeared.

“Listen, Velka ...” I began from afar, without appetite, shaking my spoon with morning porridge without spooning. Porridge is disgusting, reminding me of night events, and I quickly gave up this occupation. - Or maybe we still go to the village? People suffer and so on ...

Velka stared at me as if she were a traitor. One of the magical properties of the incubus was insurmountable drowsiness, attacking everyone except his victim, which allowed him to without a hitch to manage his black affairs in the neighborhood, even with a sleeping husband, even with a whole guard detachment.

- But we agreed!

- Yes, but the curd is something you want ... And without an incubus, we are unlikely to sell it, run out of harm, or spit on it ...

- We can do without the curd! - incorruptibly cut Velka. - In vain I, perhaps, a bag of potatoes from Starmin himself Perl ?! And we can catch some fish ourselves, at the very least, we darevit. Volha, you are a hopeless workaholic! Learn to finally relax and have fun!

Alas, this is exactly what I tried to avoid. I had to confess:

- The incubus came to me at night.

- And ?!

To my utter indignation, in the gaze of a friend there turned out to be more greedy interest than horror or sympathy.

- There is no "and"! I, after all, a professional and honest wife! But he raped my horse !!!

“Are you sure this is rape?” - skeptically asked Velka, looking out the window. Tar stood with a languid look near the bench, licking the boards as if they had been rubbed with salt. “As I recall, incubus never takes women by force, even if they are mares.” Well, yes, they have strong magic, but “she cannot overcome virtue and true feelings” ... at least that’s how it was written in the textbook.

- I do not care how it qualifies, but I liked it! That is, I did not like it, and something must be done about it! This is not a vacation, but some kind of mockery!

- Or maybe just move to another place? - offered a friend.

- Velka, don't be stupid! - I impressively knocked her on the forehead. - Remember the following section of the same textbook: the incubus will not calm down until it receives the chosen victim! This creature will follow us first to another place, then to Starmin, and then to Dogeva! Can you imagine my husband's face when a stunning Incubus appears before him ?! He is the Master, the Incubi charms will hardly affect him! And how will I explain to him why this creature, of all the inhabitants of Beloria, is attached exactly to me ?!

- And by the way, why? - thoughtfully handed Velka. - He just seemed to be throwing brides.

- Exactly! - I snapped my fingers. - So, I, especially, should go to the village and ask the victims, my heart feels - something is unclean here!

“We have to,” Velka corrected grimly, also pushing back the plate with the almost intact porridge and hanging the bag for fishing gifts on her shoulder. Since I didn’t manage to avoid work, it makes no sense to avoid paying for it. - And you never know what other orders you put on the way!

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