The Cuckold Goddess Wife 2

“But first you must absorb what you have seen and learned here today. I’m afraid that for now, you must go, or you will be missed in town.” I pouted, sticking out my lower lip, but Kara would not be swayed. “You may return, Kristy, in one week’s time, and then we will continue your lessons. In the meantime, explore your world with your new sight, experiment and learn. Then you may return, and we will build upon your growing skills.” It felt like I had been banished for an eternity! But I nodded in agreement, sad that I would not see my oral new friend for an entire week. “This new vision, it is permanent then?” I inquired hopefully. “Alas, not yet, little one,” Kara replied. “It will fade and slip away, but you may enjoy it for another day or so. But now, put your dress back on and be off with you. Scoot, or I shall put you over my knee and paddle your little bottom until you scream.” “Wouldn’t dare!” I countered interracial as a dare, oddly intrigued by the notion. I slipped my dress back on and Kara helped me smooth out the wrinkles from the cloth. Her hands did tarry quite a bit longer over the region of my rounded breasts, but I offered no complaint. Then she kissed me, a deep, probing embrace in which our tongues wrestled in an intricate dance back and forth in each other’s mouths. All too soon, she broke the kiss and gave me a playful swat on the rump. “Off with you now, lest and lose my mind and give your naughty little cunt another savage finger-fucking!” I swished my hips in response and wiggled my rump in her direction, implying that that would be just fine with me. However, Kara held firm and I knew it was time for me to depart. ##### Part 8 - Enter the Villain ##### I set off animation down the path towards town, still enthralled at the wonder of the sights around me. I turned back to wave, but the forest appeared to have closed off behind me. No hint of the path leading deeper into the woods was visible, and Kara was nowhere to be seen. The only remnant of our encounter was the lingering effects of the vision she had granted me. But somehow I knew the path would open up the forest to greet me once again upon my return a week from now. The wait however would seem interminable. The pathway led me out of anal the woods, back to the point where I had entered. I stepped out into the brightness of the sunlight and found that it was well into the late afternoon. Where had the day gone? I would need to hurry to be home in time for supper. I had but started sex off when I heard the steady ‘clop-clop-clop’ of an approaching horse. I turned and quietly groaned with despair. Lisa-Marie Jenkins sat tall and haughty atop her favorite black stallion. She approached from the lane leading around the woods, and I knew she had me in her sights. I trembled atop her. Let's go have some fun." “Oh don’t be afraid. I smiled sex to myself and wondered if he thought that I had deliberately not interracial worn knickers, or I was wearing some that he couldn’t see. And she was pretty. But once we oral got to the car, things started to heat up again unexpectedly. Jake followed and went to the opposite shower head. The closer we had gotten to the exit, the more drunk we had become, Caine seemed to know this and opened the door of the club for us to leave. "How about drinks?" But the anal burst of pure, white light stabbed into the animation monster's eyes.