“Yes?” the master mage asked, his voice sounding weary. “That was so awesome, Mistress!” Zanyia moaned. She only returned to Faerie to right a great crime.”
She rose with grace, her wings fluttering, silver flashing. She zoomed across the throne room, the walls, floors, and ceiling reflecting the purple flash of her flapping wings. Her nipples thrust hard from her tits, silver glittering amid the dusky pink of her areolas. And here he was trembling before a girl barely flowered into womanhood, a slave to his cock throbbing beneath his robes. A canopied bed dominated the center of the crystalline room. I needed to get away from him before he drowned me. It built in me with every silky glide of my cunt along her dick. Submit? “I… Here was a challenge to conquer. She squeezed my hand, her fair cheeks going pink with her excitement. And lose Aingeal in the process. Zanyia had already made me cum once, but I needed more. It smeared precum across my pale flesh as she trembled. I whimpered, all those eyes watching me. She would cum as hard as her daughter had on my dick.
