Our juices dribbled onto the clover, splattering the four leaves and the tiny flowers. Milf sex “We got him,” Aingeal said as something tingled through my pussy. I groaned, my toes curling in my boots. Ooh, they were so amazing. The air filled with the wet squelch of fingers plunging into hot cunt. Aingeal pointed and Sven turned the stallion. They use rituals to force the spirits to obey them.” Aingeal’s wings fluttered. Her braided pigtails bounced around her shoulders as her pussy grew so hot about my fingers. My eyes widened as something damp rubbed at the tip. “Gods damn, that’s good!” I groaned. It almost felt like a waste as my juices trickled out of me. But she loved it. He had compassion in his blue eyes. My cunt tightened on her fingers, increasing the friction, building my orgasms. “Damn,” Sven groaned behind us. “No!” The pixie’s sapphire eyes widened. “I can’t believe I’m not sore. She pushed off the menhir, pulling her fingers from her twat, and sauntered over. More juices trickled down my thighs as
