Celine
pulled the Professor up from the bed and gently push him towards
Lilith “My fantasy?” The Professor quickly
recognized Lilith as the seductress from his dream, he knew
something’s not right but the fledgling thought was quickly
smoldered by his wife’s hand stroking his cock from behind. “Yes,
Professor O. I’m the fantasy goddess
you dreamed of submitting to.” As Lilith moved closer The
Professor could smell her sweet scent making his cock throbbed even
harder as it poisoned his mind with lust while her virus spread
further into the core of his brain stem slowly eating away his
telepathic defense bit by bit.
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