She was amazing. She shifted her body, straddling the maid and kneeling, the dew bleeding through her dress, two layers of petticoats, and stockings. If the Church of England ever learned of it, they would have the government shut it down faster than a pickpocket running from the coppers. Merita trembled in my thoughts, eager to feel me claim another virgin. “You licked my…my…”
“Cunny?”
“Yes.”
“And you tasted good.” Then I leaned in and kissed her. I’m cumming so hard. “Come on, let’s get in the bath and wash each other,” I purred, taking her hand. I’m so scared.”
…connection… Electric surges shot from her cunt, convulsing her body, tingling her clitoris and nipples. “This is such a nice way to wake up.”
I giggled at that, aware I was dreaming. Through her nightgown, I felt my writhing tentacles brushing my hard nipples.
