My Indian Stepbrother’s Forbidden Desire For Me

But to reforge what had been shattered in the wake of High King Peter’s death, and the collapse of his empire, was rank folly. She didn’t know it wasn’t me. Porn Pleasure spiked through me. Except Minx.”
“You especially,” Thrak said. Riad had fucked her, pretending to be me. Her pale-blue hair spilled over Yasmine’s ebony body. But I knew how to navigate by the position of the sun, and I had led us straight. She kissed me. Somehow, Minx was the first to reach the waters. But we had prevailed. Concern flashed across his midnight-black face. Angela leaned her head over, capturing Nadiyya’s in a tongue-filled kiss. Then Helena shoved her fingers between Esmerelda’s thighs, working them in and out of the priestess’s cunt, getting them coated with her juices. A squirt of milk splashed on my cheek, warm and smelling intoxicating. The pleasure peaked through all four of us.