Ripples of lighter violet ran down the tentacles caressing my legs, bringing my pussy cream to the horror. Xxx sex I concentrated on setting fire to Angela’s inn. I knew them. “You improperly prepared the preservation charm.”
“What?” I blinked. I sat up in my blankets wearing a shift I bought off the very tavern maid Xera was enjoying in another room. “How did you fail such a simple spell?” Lord-Mage Alorian demanded. Or did I just lust for them. I had just finished pleasuring Feris when I smelled the smoke. “Sophia, you cast magic.”
“I pray for miracles,” Sophia answered, her eyes baggy. Preserving sexual fluids was vital for a mage, whether it was cum for a woman or pussy juices for a man.
