You come home tired after a long week of work, but not tired enough to not notice a difference. What silence... Where is your little girl? Well... She's growing up, it's definitely time to stop welcoming you at the door. You are sad, but maybe you settle in bed, dreaming about me. You goes to the bedroom, walk to the wardrobe and when You open it... Find a beautiful surprise. In fact, I have grown up and I am receiving you in a different way. You still wonder if you should go in and then I say "What are you thinking, lion?" And you claim that maybe I don't know what I'm doing, that I'm too young to understand the consequences. I stretch my legs and flex them, pulling you towards me with your hips, pressing your cock, which is already throbbing, against my wet pussy and I say "I never changed, I just transformed, like the deceitful sorceress that I am and who no longer just wants to tease you..." And you didn't let me complete it, nor did I need to because you realized that... Sorceresses had their power through the wand and I was in despair of one, of yours. And due to the magic that our body performed, no matter how many times it devoured me, my flesh was eternal and insatiable... Molded, perfect for you.
Kenny
2024-04-12 15:48:31 +0000 UTC