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The sheer lustful energy with which our lips met, our mouths moved over each other and our tongues intertwined took us both by surprise, but once it had started there was no stopping us.Within seconds I felt his hands all over me again, on my bottom, on my boobs, then under my shirt, cupping my breasts through my bra. A moment later its cups had been flipped up and his fingers were on my bare flesh, kneading my tiny boobs and pinching my nipples painfully.It took a few moments before my baffled. "It looks a lot better on you mum" I said as I kissed her neck and slipped my arms around her waist,"Are you, you know, are you ok with what we did last night?" She tilted her head up and looked seriously at me.She had her answer when I moved both hands up beneath her shirt and felt her bra-less breasts, the nipples hardened immediately under my thumbs and she moaned softly,"Oh God Micky" she leaned back against me, "I want you so much darling"I was about to take it further but the front door. His cock sprang foward towards my face. so i grabed it stroked it spit some saliva on the head , he grabed and rubbed my titts, i began to suck on the head at the same time i was stroking the shaft i took more of himin my mouth he wasnt that big maybe 6in 7 at the most . i began to work my way down his shaft i had all of his cock in my mouth and his balls in my hands messaging them he was sitting on his desk me i was quated down in front of him my mouth sucking humming bobbing. “Master?” The djinn’s voice was surprisingly deep for his size, and his inky black eyes locked on Yuki. They were sad, and the being stuck his hands in spectral pockets, awaiting orders.“Today’s wish is for you to remove this gate. With prejudice.”“As you wish.” The djinn floated forward and placed his hand on the cool metal of the bent swords. “Nothing personal,” he said quietly to Yuki.With a light shove from the djinn, the gate ripped free of the stone pillars and blasted through Yuki,.
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