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Now, with the last drops of energy it needed to leave him alive, the spell progressed. The violet tornado around his mega-dick reached speeds that sent gusts of wind out in all directions. His clothes literally flew off of him, ripped away by the wind and magical forces. adorable The fog cleared away, revealing Abby, Sam and Sebastian, the last of whom was staring down the barrel of the gun. He had a crucifix bolt in his shoulder, and seemed to be mesmerized by the vortex of energy expanding around Brian. The Hunter began to scream, his mouth was the only moving part of his body, magically frozen in the path of the of the flesh artillery. His voice boomed over the sounds of ripping wind, it seethed with rage as masturbating he chanted a desperate incantation. “MOST GLORIOUS PRINCE IN THE HEAVENLY ARMIES. SAINT MICHAEL THE ARCHANGEL, DEFEND US IN OUR BATTLE AGAINST THE RULERS OF THIS WORLD OF DARKNESS.” Complementary colors joined the violet, Brian knew his eyes would be flashing rainbow as fast as Phoebe’s giant ones had. Ribbons of color burst away from him, smokey globes orbited beauty his body. “TAKE HOLD OF THE DRAGON, THE OLD SERPENT, WHICH IS THE DEVIL. BIND HIM AND CAST HIM INTO THE BOTTOMLESS PIT SO THAT HE MAY NO LONGER SEDUCE THE NATIONS.” He was somewhere in between ultimate sensation and complete numbness. Sam and Abby were watching with awe. He wasn’t quite sure, but he thought his feet had literally left the ground by several inches. Then, Finally Finally The climax of climaxes. The superlative release. Brian imagined that this was what a honey bee might feel during its last moments, right as it pumped away its toxins in its once-a-life sting, or what a championship weightlifter would feel right after breaking the world record for the deadlift, maybe what it would feel like to orgasm for the first time in your life and the last time in your life at once. A fire hydrant blast of cum came out of him. It hit Sebastian at mach force, pinning him to the motel wall and tearing away his clothes. Magic kept Brian from flying backwards or losing control. His dick stayed steady for thirty seconds of something beyond bliss. Normal pleasure was to 2D what this was to 3D, Toys and the strangest and most unfamiliar property of the transcendent feeling was that he was completely lucid. Everything seemed simple and alluring clear, he was as level-headed as he’d ever been amidst mind-blowing ecstasy. It was the moment of orgasm combined with the moment right after, he realized. The giant man in white was still somehow spitting words out, only the hard points of his body could be spotted through the constant dowsing of cloudy-white; a white elbow here and a white forehead there. “AS SMOKE IS... DRIVEN AWAY... SO ARE THEY DRIVEN... AS.... WAX MELTS BEFORE THE FIRE… SO THE WICKED PER-” And Sebastian was gone. Just gone, his body plucked from existence from behind the shroud of pearly liquid. All that was left was a copious amount of cum. Brian was drained to the last drop. His dick hung limp. His lips were only a few millimeters away. It obviously was. It felt like a lightning bolt ran right through me. I shouldn’t be doing this. “Oh, Hell no!” said Jill, “Your timing was perfect. She stared at me as she moved her hands to my breasts. The taste was nothing unusual – she imagined dicks in general didn’t taste different to each Toys other, though again she had a limited pool masturbating of alluring experience to draw from. Hank continued to wipe off her face as he spoke softly to her. It was a short adorable trip to the hospital, and it was almost 2 to 3 hours before they returned. "Natalie" I called to her, acknowledging her presence for a first time in a while. So to my current situation. If I twirled "Oh I beauty want it baby."