You wanted to tell Gwen stop, you tried to say the words, but your voice was unable to work. Instead, you both cry out as you swoop down attacking her lips with yours. Aggressively, you and Gwen take turns invading each other moths with your tongues. Breaking the kiss, Gwens lips move down you neck to your breast wrapping her lips around your left nipple as her hand massages your right. With a glad cry, you throw your head back, stars dancing before unseeing eyes.
Your fingers entwine, themselves in Gwen’s hair, and at your urging, Gwen’s talented mouth moves to your other breast giving it the same treatment. Six cries of exultation briefly brings your attention back to the dancers, as three cocks sink into three pussies. Moaning, your pussy clenches in reaction, as the second guard the Blonde dancer singled out, begins to sink his hard rod into her brown rosebud.
The music takes a measured even thrumming, and you croak “Don’t stop,” as Gwen goes back to attacking the lacing on your dress. Your laces give way, and your dress collapses about your waist, leaving you naked from the waist up. Not wasting any time, Gwen stands lifting her dress up around her hips, giving you unfettered view of Gwen’s bald pussy swollen and needy leaking moisture down her legs. Eagerly, she climbs up on you straddling you legs.
Wanting to return the pleasure, Gwen moans as you palm her breasts as if weighing them. With a feral gleam in your eye, you lean in and give Gwen’s swollen right nipple a single lap of the tongue, before sucking it deep into your mouth. Gwen’s fingernail dig into your shoulder leaving deep furrows, the sting only makes you suck harder.
Growling, Gwen pulls you off her teat, and kisses you hard. You feel Gwen’s hand slip down your belly and beneath your dress. You moan into her mouth as Gwen’s finger slid into your sopping pussy finding your clit. Unbidden, your fingers find Gwen’s cunt from below, and you start to rub. Dimly, you hear the cries of the dancers and there lovers as they cum one after the other. Wild with lust, you and Gwen wandered about each others upper body, Licking, sucking even biting where your tasted each other.
All of a sudden a bolt of lightening strikes as your hips begin to thrash as you and Gwen shout your mutual into each others aroused flesh. Collapsing back into the chair, Gwen draped herself on you resting her head on your shoulder. Replete, you slowly stroke Gwen’s dewy skin as she gently panted into your ear. Caressing Gwen’s swollen belly pressed so intimately against you, you idly wonder what it would feel like for a man to shoot his seed deep into you knowing it would take root.
Languidly you glance over at Lilith’s chair and surprised you find it empty. Glancing around the chamber you couldn’t see her anywhere else. Puzzled, you wonder why Lilith isn’t here to complete her Victory.
Needing to get away you say “Gwen, I need to go to my room.”
Gwen raises her head giving you a soft look and nods. Using you as a brace, Gwen slowly gets up moving to the side. Clutching your unlaced gown to you get up, fleeing the room for the safety of your tower chamber. Entering your chamber, you fling yourself on the bed as the guard closes the door, leaving you alone with you thoughts.
Frightened and aroused, you were forced to admit yourself that Lilith was winning. You were utterly certain that if Lilith had been in that chamber, even now you’d be riding her thick cock to the raucous cheers of her guards…. And loving it. All that was left was for you to gather what was left of your Control. And hope that a miracle happened, and Sir Klaus returned with help, before Lilith fully corrupted you.
You eyes fluttered closed, and you breath evened out as you drifted into a world of dreams.
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