She smiled. Black porn She placed Her hands on my shoulders. And she was a trained cop. Plates were strewn about with half-eaten food and several blankets lay in a pile on the floor. My heart beat faster; she was beautiful. “I’m going to keep you close and pee in your pretty, little mouth whenever I feel sad.”
I blushed. I remembered how she had easily controlled me when she had searched me at the museum. They were Gods. “Have you considered my offer?”
“I have.”
“And.”
“I would love to be one of your servants.”
I was already temporarily bonded to the Goddess. She forced me to live out all those dark fantasies trapped in the depths of my soul. “Keep searching me! A shudder passed through me, another climax screaming through my body as I swallowed mouthful after mouthful of her piss, the scent filling my nostrils.
