Gustav Dore Divine Comedy Novels & Stories

she gave up her struggle and lied there like a lifeless body . As soon as her front was exposed before him ... something flashed in his eyes... his eyes were full of lust... and he pounced on the meat before his eyes like a hungry lion... he started kneading her breasts mercilessly with his both hands like a child got his favorite toy to play with... he starting kissing and sucking them like his favorite candy... and after being satisfied with his artwork there... he moved downwards towards her stomach and navel leaving wet kisses and bite marks all around...

"It's a classic family dispute. A god got mad, chopped off his dad's dick with a sickle, and chucked it into the ocean. The, uh, amputated parts frothed up in the seawater, and boom—the Goddess of Beauty washed ashore on a giant clam shell, looking flawless." Pfft. In front of me, Liviel slams her forehead into her desk, her shoulders shaking violently as she tries to muffle a shriek. A split second later, the entire room breaks. "Are you a stand-up comedian?!" a guy in the back wheezes, practically sliding out of his chair in tears. I blink innocently. What? It's the historically accurate version. At the front of the room, Professor Aurelius doesn't yell. He doesn't even look angry. He simp