The Werewolf Curse
“Okay, I’ve left his body as you commanded, my lord. But… I want you.”
Karina said as she unzipped her dress and took it off. It revealed her perfect curves in all the right places and her perfect twin buds.
“I know it’s been long you beheld such perfection. I understand, we aren’t very different from each other. We can do it quickly right here and now.” Katrina said as she fondled her breast, moving one step at a time closer to Fr. Benjamin.
Fr. Benjamin, in his amass knowledge of Katrina and the wolf blood witches, never read of a confrontation such as this. He was hypnotised for a moment, one of Katrina’s doings.
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