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She slips down into the ground and places her face into her knees. She hits her head on something hard, and in an attempt to remove the object in an irritated motion she almost dropped the big book. She whispers the title out loud, “Becoming Black magic.” She open the book and shockingly whisper shouts, “Written by Kateri Lita!” She continues to read this book that the queen had written about black magic. Jolene argues with herself out loud, “There’s no way that the queen actually wrote a Bococa about black magic. Is she really that stupid, I wonder if she wrote in here about how to defeat herself?”

Until next time you stay girly and I'll stay in the closet awaiting my best opportunity to finally escape. Love, Teagan The Closeted Lesbian

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He sucked her clit into his mouth, flicking it relentlessly with his tongue. Sasha had unzipped Abegail’s dress, pulling it down to her waist. Her mouth closed over Abegail’s other nipple, sucking hard while her fingers pinched and rolled the one Leo wasn’t lavishing with attention. Abegail was being consumed from three points, sensations bombarding her—the sharp pleasure-pain on her breasts, the sinful, wet heat between her legs, Leo’s mouth and hands roaming her stomach, her sides. “I want her ass,” Leo said, his voice thick. He produced a small bottle, slicking his fingers. Kael didn’t stop his relentless oral assault as Leo’s finger, cool with lube, pressed against her tight back hole.

"We’re not done." I smiled. "No." She reached into the drawer of the nightstand and pulled out a small bottle of lube and a slim, curved vibrator I hadn’t known she owned. My pulse kicked up again. She warmed a little of the lube between her fingers, then slicked the toy. She settled beside me and kissed me deeply while she guided the vibrator between my legs. The soft silicone nudged my entrance, then slid inside with a smooth push. She turned it on to a low, steady pulse and angled it so the curve pressed against that sensitive place inside me.

This time she locked the door and braced a chair under the handle. “We have to be quieter this time.” she whispered, already pulling my shirt off. She kissed me hard. I kissed her back the same way. We fell onto the bed still warm from earlier. Isabella reached into her suitcase and pulled out a thick purple strap-on and a small bottle of lube. My stomach flipped with fresh heat. “On your back, open your legs wider for me.” she said, her voice low and rough. I obeyed. Isabella strapped the toy on, coated it, and rubbed the thick head through my still-slick folds. She pushed into me slowly at first, watching my face, then thrust deeper until she was buried to the hilt.

Long bouts of ravenous lesbian lovemaking had always occurred as soon as their daughters were put down for a nap. Beth smiled deviously down at the tiny girl, realizing that with Linda and her as their mothers, neither girl could ever have been straight. They were predestined toward lesbianism. As Beth watched, Brittany switched to her other nipple and continued to suck and lick, as she continued to grope the older woman's large breasts. The blonde mother moaned softly and moved her hands down the tiny girl's body to grope her ass cheeks. Brittany let out an adorable giggle and wiggled her ass in Beth's hands, before opening her eyes and gazing up at the older woman. Beth tightened her grip

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Erika couldn't answer what Lei said to the two of them, telling them the real story of the war that had killed Erika's parents. "My niece will help you get over what you're going through with your daddy before I help you awaken your powers. I hope that in time you'll accept who you really are. I know that won't be easy for you," Lei said, turning the book back to normal and handing it to Erika. Lei said that normal people couldn't read what was in the book because the book she gave him was not ordinary. "That book is only for deities except for my niece and I, so we can read it because we're not ordinary," Lei replied.

"That feels so fucking good, Arora." Liv was in absolute heaven. She sat resting on her knees, with her elbows on the arm of the couch. The sweet little rookie was down there between her widespread legs just eating her pussy like she'd been born to it. My mouth felt so wonderful down there. She could feel her pussy dripping into my mouth. My tongue explored the wet regions of her pussy, occasionally pausing to flutter against her clit, for just the right amount of time before it went on, teasing the rest of her pussy. She could tell that I really liked it. I was a natural born lesbian. So why hadn't they seen it before? "Ah-huh," Liv grunted. My mouth was sealed over her pussy now, sucking o