I didn’t want to settle for other men. I twined my digits around them. Anime I attacked it. “Look at her.”
I only nodded. They came out gleaming, streaked with milky jizz. I closed my eyes, savoring this. The men cheered, some stroking their cocks, honoring me with their own sloppy art as their cum spurted and splashed onto the floor. So lovely, the goddess Rithi made flesh, dancing with beatific grace. He bottomed out in me, my clit rubbing into his pubic bone. Her feet glided across the table, hardly touching it like she danced on a cloud instead of rough wood. A year without him. “I’ve been with my brother,” she moaned. The type of rugged man I used to fuck when I couldn’t have Sven. Zanyia’s smooth cheek rubbed down my inner thigh, her purring rumbling out of her throat.
