Nagin

A new erotic fantasy is born…And that’s it. The reader closes the book, thinks “that was weird” and goes about the rest of their day, probably...forgetting about the strange book by the time they get home from the raging dumpster-fire they call a life. But the magic doesn’t just end there; the next time the reader falls asleep they will be thrust into a vivid dreamscape of one of their craziest erotic fantasies come to life.The dreamer will embark upon the kind of worlds you only get to see in. I couldn’t wait to free his manhood and I couldn’t hide my anticipation. I slid his pants and shorts down to his ankles and marveled at his size. I just starred at his big, hanging dick and ran my hands up his thighs, then held his hips as I leaned forward and kissed his hanging tip. My hands found his ass and cupped his cheeks. My face know pressed against his hanging, black cock, I moved it to the side and smiled happily as I licked at his tight, beautiful, ball sack. Derek moaned alittle and. We hugged affectionately. Her perfume mixed sweetly with the scents of soap and shampoo. “You look great,” I said, stepping back and gorging myself with her beauty. She was small framed, but long limbed, tanned, athletic. She wasn’t fashion-magazine gorgeous, but she had a perky, girl-next-door quality that I just could not resist. “Relax,” I said, taking her hand and leading her to the couch. “I can’t,” she said with the same laugh. “I am so nervous…..” “There’s no reason to be nervous,”. .. but no, that isn't allowed to me, if my father even thought that I would touch a Black Scroll he would ... but then what would he do? Would he do anything at all?I decided to wait and see, then I watched Chris work some kind of magic within the train although he avows that he used none at all, with just a few words he was able to induce panic within the carriage that we travelled in so that when the Guardian of the train announced that it would not stop until the final destination they began.