Give her what she wants (Sorcery!)
From Create Your Own Story
You seize the Mage's hips and swing her onto the softer carpet. Her loose robe splays open around her like a crumpled banner, leaving her body bared to the world – a canvas of sweat-sheened skin. Her full breasts rise and fall with ragged breaths. Her eyes widen in a relieved, ecstatic gleam as her thighs part. “Yes,” she breathes, voice trembling with longing, “finally – do it!”
You don’t hesitate. Unleashing your manhood and lining up, you thrust into her hard, burying yourself deep in one slick, forceful stroke. She cries out, a raw, joyous sound, her legs wrapping around your waist to pull you tighter. The spell’s magic has her dripping, needy, and beyond ready for you – her hips buck up to meet every brutal pump, her nails clawing at your shoulders like she’s trying to fuse you together. “Harder!” she begs, half-sobbing, half-laughing, her face flushed with delirious relief as you pound into her.
Her tits bounce with each thrust, her moans rising into a frantic crescendo, and you can feel her clenching around you, tight and pulsing. She’s a mess of lust, chanting YES like a spell of her own, and it drives you wild. You fuck her senseless, the hut shaking with the force of it, until her back arches and she screams, cumming so hard her whole body quakes. You’re right behind her, slamming in deep as you lose it, filling her with your jizz.
Panting, she collapses beneath you, the frenzy in her eyes fading as the FUK spell’s grip finally lifts – she freezes, still impaled on your rod, “Oh, you little shit,” she gasps, suddenly herself again. There’s no venom though – just exhaustion.
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