Fluid Descendants
© 2003 by Nikki Isaak

Gasping, she grips the pagoda rail, the jelly vibrator plunging into her sopping cunt, loosing sacred waters.  When he fills her lubed ass, hard as the stone dragon who espies the nearby river, her breaths become more agitated; they honour wise dragons, their progenitors.  She sighs as he cups her breast, his male scent sweating her spinal dragon, uncoiling and jade.  Quietly, he looses his saline waters within her.  Incense flavours their kisses as she lies on the floor.  His mouth on her cunt, his tongue ensures that the dragons hear her as she flows onto him.

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