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I would first use a compulsion spell on the bitches in the orgy chamber. I would then quickly tag all of them with the jewels. To avoid alerting anyon... to my presence I would command them to continue on with their carnal activities and ignore me being there. If I was successful I would then repeat the process with the two high priestesses. Only in their cases they would be answering some questions.--Two hours later I had slipped out of the passage leaving the temple behind me. Strangely I had. I nodded,"On your back." she ordered and as I rolled over she pushed a large syringe full of foul smelling liquid in my mouth and pushed the plunger down forcing it down my throat.I felt worse, so much worse, I just lay curled in a ball.I tried to scream, but instead I farted, not just a fart, I heard the splash of liquid, I was shitting liquid shit, but I felt better, hungry but better, I started eating again, eat furiously then as the pains started the shit flew, I just kept eating, in one. She let Rod continue to maul her breast, telling herself that she had to, that she married him for better or for worse and had to put up with the bad times. She did wish, however, there would be better times, too. Lately, though, all she seemed to have was worse. ‘Come on, baby,’ Rod murmured. Holding her breast, he tugged at her, trying to get her to turn over, ‘Come on, you know you want it. You love it!’ Resigned to letting her husband do whatever he wanted, knowing that if she resisted, it. That was a very horny moment, whenever I recollect my cunt flows.After few minutes, train slowed down and stopped. They cleared the cartons and apologized for inconvenience. When Dad suggested that we get down and complete rest of journey in cool cab, I didn’t object. We had our quota of fucking and with cartons removed, there was no possibility of fucking. We hugged and kissed each other and bid good bye.I slept like a log in the back seat of the taxi until we reached the town where my cousin.
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