Forgotten Soul (Book 2)
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Última publicación dom, dic 20, 2020
She's dangersous...a threat to all the Gods
Her soul is accidentally unleashed out of the Underworld, protected by Artemis and chased by Hades, her life is a mess. To make matters even worse she falls for her Mistress, Lady Artemis. Hard.
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"Oh fuck, why do you have to be so damn sexy?" Artemis moaned pushing me against the ground, her lips pressing against mine. Her tongue slid under my own, her eyes filled with love and lust before she closed them, taking in the pleasure of the moment. Her hair splayed over my face, covering my gaze.
Sliding my arms out from under me I wrapped them around her waist, desperately struggling with the belt around her toga, she giggled, leaning up and rubbing her pussy against mine, a wide smile on her face before she began to undress her self. Quite quickly I propped myself up against my elbows, ripping off my shirt hungrily, eager for her touch.
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