Kneeling before him, I palmed his sacks, scraping my nails along the pebbled skin. I licked the milky bead from his slit. He groaned. I swallowed his length, humming as I took his cock inside the warm heat of my mouth. My tongue swirled under his staff, coating him in my saliva. He swelled between my lips and I stretched wide to take him all.
His fingers tangled in my long hair. Grasping tight, he plunged his cock deeper down my throat. I choked and struggled.
To revenge my daughter's death, I would do more for men worse than him.
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Erato's Musings
RomanceI know your time is precious, especially your free time. Why not spend it jump-starting your libido? 100-word (exactly) erotic drabbles from Greek and Roman mythology (some historical "fiction" as well). Some are very sexually explicit. Adults ONLY...
