Her body responded to his desires. “Oh fuck! Black porn Soon a swirling black cloud, thick and ominous, coalesced into the shape of a demonic figure—its form ghostly yet solid, with wings slowly unfurling, stretching as if it hadn’t moved in centuries. She opened her mouth, her lips wrapping around his length as she began to work him with a fervent desperation, her hands bracing against his thighs. She saw an incantation—an ancient spell she’d never seen before—and the image of Irdu, urging her forward, pointing her toward the stranger. But Elara didn’t even blink. There was something dangerously addictive about the power he wielded over her, and she hated that a part of her craved it. It’s too bad, she thought, a pang of regret flickering inside her as she admired him for the last time. She had him. “Good girl,” he praised, his tone dripping with approval. “Yes! The voice triggered a moment of clarity as she watched the amulet dangle in front of her.
