Scenting Her Soiled Thong
0 Ebima had spirited Christopher to his own world, and to Chris’ constant embarrassment, made love to the boy in ways that made Chris’ head spin and cheeks flush. Tiny4k full “So…very…happy.”
Chris blushed deeper. Chris grabbed Ebima’s hair and swung the demon’s face toward his, melting into his mouth. He quickly looked around and confirmed no one saw, and proceeded to drive home. Somewhere during their lovemaking in the past, Ebima had taken to biting Chris on various parts of his body. Ebima massaged his back, “What is it, my love? She’d made sure to brush against his arm as she handed him his application, and fuss with her shirt as she verbally interviewed him. He sat bolt upright, and instantly regretted it. I’m trying to find a job, and they’re hiring.” He looked sideways at Ebima. You were preoccupied, I removed your distraction.” He moved closer to Chris and putting his long hands on either side of the boy’s face. The demon leaned forward, his lips touching Chris’ ear. That harlot beauca has romantic intentions toward you, and I do not want you to work for her!”
“Uhh, hey! “Why do you ask?” He suspected the reason, but asked anyway. “And I you, my love.” Chris closed his eyes, surrounded by the warmth of Ebima’s body and the thick post sex air, and fell asleep. I am in the position to provide for you, if you will let me.” Chris stared at him. Ebima materialized behind Chris’ chair, and laced his long fingered hands up and around his lover’s shoulders. I can’t just fuck in front of those
