My nipples throbbed against his muscular stomach. Amateur porn “Congrats, brother mine,” laughed Kora. I swirled my tongue around it, gathering more of his salty juices. I savored cumming. Then she kissed me on the mouth. He was a shadowmancer, versed in the naga’s magic of trickery and deception. Our pussies drive us. I groaned, my ass clenching. I threw a look behind me, saw nothing but more shadows writhing across the ground. “And that means I’m untrustworthy?” she gasped even as she leaned over, her breasts pillowing on my brother’s lap, engulfing his cock. I was his woman. “I promise you, I am his woman and…” My eyes widened as the magic of my race settled into my bones. An idea sparked in my head. And illusions were merely painting with magic. The faerie broke our kiss, gasping, her wings fluttering behind her. Leaves rustled. Agony throbbed in my back. And it was wonderful. I was trained in the art of painting. I stared up at my brother, loving his muscular chest rippling as he took the faerie hard. “Yep,” purred Zanyia. He groaned, face twisting with pleasure.
