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"Oh, by the Martyr! Fuck me." Hosanna fell forward, covering her face with both palms. She was still shaking in the aftermath of her near destructive climax. Laughter swelled inside her, bubbling out as she collapsed on top of Israfel. Still, she put her hands over her red face, streaming hot tears.
Under her, his large lupine body glistened in her sweat, golden in candlelight. She was totally nude. He was not. Only his trousers were down. His semi-hard cock balanced fat and parabolic, jerking every now and then as he leaked more cum to the cleft of her buttcheeks.
Hosanna felt the heat of his long member stroke her asshole. She began to want again. She totally surprised herself when her pussy clenched, right over his sleeping girth; the greedy little hole.
