He turned on the lamp he had on his bedside table and grumpily asked me, “Why are you here? Eventually I climaxed too and ejaculated huge amounts of cum that stayed in her and on her legs when I pulled my dick out. I thought it was over, but apparently other parts were eliminating pheromones that excited them, so they started biting my legs and hands. “Because the concentration of pheromones has increased so much that it’s becoming dangerous.”
“Dangerous in what way?” I asked curiously. “I don’t know! “Dear girl,” she told her, “until I find a way to get your boyfriend out of the curse, you’re going to have to find him at least three girls a day to have sex with so his cycle doesn’t break and to start the thousand days all over again!”
Seeing the girl’s gesture of resistance, she continued, “Don’t be afraid that you’ll have to do too much work of convincing, because the curse has taken care of that.
