A Sex-Slave can CUM in many forms. And at Mardi Gras time, you’re about to see how it all goes down! My boyfriend and I were messing around with his Ouija board the night after graduation. It was all pretty boring until Clay said,
“Oh great Ouija, show Joey the Spirit of Succubi.”
All of a sudden, I felt a chill run down my spine and it was as if I was outside my body looking at myself crawling over to him, and jumping him like a cat in heat. I unzipped his pants and took his cock in my mouth and started sucking his cock from tip to balls. I licked his head, his shaft, and his balls. Taking them into my mouth, I started slowly stroking his shaft until he was as hard as a cue stick.
So, pushing him down onto his back, I slid my panties down and I buried his cock in my tight little pussy. Slowly, I started to raise and lower my hips on his rod, squeezing him with my powerful pussy muscles. He started to groan, and I picked up the pace until I was slamming his cock in and out of my pussy harder and faster than a moving train!
I could feel him starting to cum so, I hopped off his cock and buried it down my throat. And I felt his balls release. Savoring the taste of his hot sticky cum tickling my tonsils as I swallowed every drop. Licking my lips, I leaned back, grabbed my panties off the floor, looked at my sex-slave, still panting, and dazed and said,
“That’s just the beginning, Bear..Get ready for a long fucking night.”