I’m not leaving one religion just to join anoth…”
A wave of intense fatigue washed over Jessica. She grunted as her jutting mega cock shot a thick rope of semen into the air that landed on her stomach and chest with a light slap. Her breath caught in her throat as she lowered it. Every second leading up to it had been intense beyond measure. She had been utterly trapped by the circumstances of her childhood and the decisions of her youth. Something didn’t feel right. You are not a vampire. She tried to recall her conversation with the strange, winged being in detail and puzzle through what Lilith’s game might be, but there was only so much she could do in her own mind. Jessica pushed her body back against the headboard of her bed, her hands abandoning their pleasurable pursuits and pulling the blanket with her. If there’s one thing your church does well, it’s sexual repression.
