She pulled back a little and took my cock in her hands and started caressing it with soft strokes, making me go crazy with pleasure. For I am the only one who has wings and can lift the offering high enough to throw it on the rocks in the middle of the river.”
She was silent for a while, then said, “Usually we sacrifice someone from outside our settlement, but when no one shows up, we sacrifice one of our own. I was a senior at the Ethnography and Folklore Section of the Smithsonian Institution and was already preparing intensely my thesis. And beyond beauty she had something else: a pair of huge, immaculately white wings that seemed to flap behind her. You look like a goddess!”
She frowned slightly and unfurled a pair of snow-white wings behind her.
