full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Continuing to stroke up and down the snake’s dick, fingers gaining a rougher edge, Amun grinned wickedly at the sound J made. It stayed there as the other man explained what his weird hang-up was. Apparently, the fact that the sex was different from what it normally was made it a problem. While the Ascended didn’t at all mind, apparently the snake did. ”I imagine a mermaid doesn’t have all the same bits as I do either. Did that stop you from fucking six of them?” The potter gave an extra firm stroke at the end of that question. ”So what if it’s not the same, so long as you have a good time?” Honestly, Amun didn’t see the problem, but that didn’t mean there wasn’t one.
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