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blushing Akiko said.
“Are you sure, babe?” Evan asked with a grin, leering at Maeve, Felicity, and Professor Sommer.
“Do you really want to see me and Brad...do that?” Akiko responded.
Evan furrowed his brow. “Not really. But you and Felicity...”
“Pervert,” she laughed, pushing her boyfriend, who seemed almost twice her height, out of the hospital room. “I hope it works, Maeve.”
“Maybe,” Maeve said, shivering. She was daunted by the task, but she would try for her friend.
Maeve guided Professor Sommer to the chair, pushing her down. She drew on the fragrant rose, the same way Maeve had when she had healed herself after being stabbed. As she pushed up the Professor's skirt and pulled down her panties, Maeve pushed the power into Professor Sommer, touching the bond between the teacher and her soul mate Magda.
“Oh, my!” Professor Sommer gasped as the energy trickled in. “It's growing a little warm.”
She unbuttoned her blouse as Maeve licked up her thigh to her tart pussy. The teacher moaned as she bared her bra-clad tits, Maeve's tongue teasing the edge of her labia. Maeve savored Professor Sommer's flavor, her tongue gliding over the folds and ridges.
A hand touched Maeve, slim and feminine. Felicity pulled Maeve's skirt off, exposing her naked ass. The Pixie hated wearing bras and panties, they impeded having fun. Felicity's finger ran through Maeve's shaved vulva, the passion swelling inside Maeve.
“Oh, yes!” gasped Professor Sommer, her bra coming off to expose those heavy breasts. “I can feel it.”
“Concentrate on Magda,” Maeve purred, licking her lips clean of Professor Sommer's juices. “Pour all your love into her.”
The Professor nodded, her hips writhing as Maeve buried her lips back into the Professor's pussy. The Pixie tongued her, swirling through her pussy lips. Brad moved in, naked, his cock hard, and he nuzzled at the teacher's big tits.
“God, I've wanted to touch these,” Brad groaned.
“Umm, suck on my nipples,” the Professor moaned. “Looks like I'll have another stud to have teacher/student conferences with.”
“Definitely,” Brad grinned. “I'll even bring Felicity along.”
“I love those pigtails,” Professor Sommer moaned.
Felicity giggled. “I need to make sure I take one of your classes next semester.”
Maeve groaned into Professor Sommer's pussy when Felicity shoved two fingers into Maeve's tight sheath. The Pixie squeezed down on them, her hips rocking in time to Felicity's rhythm. Maeve tongued the Professor faster as her own bliss swelled.
“Lick her ass,” Brad ordered. “That'd be hot.”
Felicity giggled and Maeve squealed as her hot tongue slid through the Pixie's crack. Felicity rimmed Maeve, pumping her fingers faster into Maeve's pussy as her tongue wiggled into Maeve's bowels.
“Fuck, this is hot,” Professor Sommer moaned. “Keep sucking on my tits. I have such sensitive nipples.”
Maeve shuddered, loving the passion of these Mortals. If only Gunnar was here.
She put her Mortal Champion out of her mind as she concentrated on licking and tonguing the Professor. The room swelled with the scent of hot pussy and roses, the air crackling with energy. Maeve fed the connection between the lovers, hoping it was helping Magda.
Felicity sucked harder at Maeve's ass, her fingers pumping in with vigor. The Pixie shuddered as those wonderful digits curled and caressed her G-spot. The pleasure swelled inside her, threatening to engulf her with bliss.
Maeve let herself be swallowed, feeding the explosion of passion into the lovers.
Her pussy writhed on Felicity's fingers. She screamed her passion into Professor Sommer's sex. The bliss hammered her mind. Maeve's mind swam with rapture. She fed it all into the spell, hoping it was helping.
“She's ready, Brad,” Felicity panted. “Come fuck some Pixie pussy.”
“Yes, fuck me!” Maeve panted.
Brad moved away from the Professor, his hard cock bobbing before
“Are you sure, babe?” Evan asked with a grin, leering at Maeve, Felicity, and Professor Sommer.
“Do you really want to see me and Brad...do that?” Akiko responded.
Evan furrowed his brow. “Not really. But you and Felicity...”
“Pervert,” she laughed, pushing her boyfriend, who seemed almost twice her height, out of the hospital room. “I hope it works, Maeve.”
“Maybe,” Maeve said, shivering. She was daunted by the task, but she would try for her friend.
Maeve guided Professor Sommer to the chair, pushing her down. She drew on the fragrant rose, the same way Maeve had when she had healed herself after being stabbed. As she pushed up the Professor's skirt and pulled down her panties, Maeve pushed the power into Professor Sommer, touching the bond between the teacher and her soul mate Magda.
“Oh, my!” Professor Sommer gasped as the energy trickled in. “It's growing a little warm.”
She unbuttoned her blouse as Maeve licked up her thigh to her tart pussy. The teacher moaned as she bared her bra-clad tits, Maeve's tongue teasing the edge of her labia. Maeve savored Professor Sommer's flavor, her tongue gliding over the folds and ridges.
A hand touched Maeve, slim and feminine. Felicity pulled Maeve's skirt off, exposing her naked ass. The Pixie hated wearing bras and panties, they impeded having fun. Felicity's finger ran through Maeve's shaved vulva, the passion swelling inside Maeve.
“Oh, yes!” gasped Professor Sommer, her bra coming off to expose those heavy breasts. “I can feel it.”
“Concentrate on Magda,” Maeve purred, licking her lips clean of Professor Sommer's juices. “Pour all your love into her.”
The Professor nodded, her hips writhing as Maeve buried her lips back into the Professor's pussy. The Pixie tongued her, swirling through her pussy lips. Brad moved in, naked, his cock hard, and he nuzzled at the teacher's big tits.
“God, I've wanted to touch these,” Brad groaned.
“Umm, suck on my nipples,” the Professor moaned. “Looks like I'll have another stud to have teacher/student conferences with.”
“Definitely,” Brad grinned. “I'll even bring Felicity along.”
“I love those pigtails,” Professor Sommer moaned.
Felicity giggled. “I need to make sure I take one of your classes next semester.”
Maeve groaned into Professor Sommer's pussy when Felicity shoved two fingers into Maeve's tight sheath. The Pixie squeezed down on them, her hips rocking in time to Felicity's rhythm. Maeve tongued the Professor faster as her own bliss swelled.
“Lick her ass,” Brad ordered. “That'd be hot.”
Felicity giggled and Maeve squealed as her hot tongue slid through the Pixie's crack. Felicity rimmed Maeve, pumping her fingers faster into Maeve's pussy as her tongue wiggled into Maeve's bowels.
“Fuck, this is hot,” Professor Sommer moaned. “Keep sucking on my tits. I have such sensitive nipples.”
Maeve shuddered, loving the passion of these Mortals. If only Gunnar was here.
She put her Mortal Champion out of her mind as she concentrated on licking and tonguing the Professor. The room swelled with the scent of hot pussy and roses, the air crackling with energy. Maeve fed the connection between the lovers, hoping it was helping Magda.
Felicity sucked harder at Maeve's ass, her fingers pumping in with vigor. The Pixie shuddered as those wonderful digits curled and caressed her G-spot. The pleasure swelled inside her, threatening to engulf her with bliss.
Maeve let herself be swallowed, feeding the explosion of passion into the lovers.
Her pussy writhed on Felicity's fingers. She screamed her passion into Professor Sommer's sex. The bliss hammered her mind. Maeve's mind swam with rapture. She fed it all into the spell, hoping it was helping.
“She's ready, Brad,” Felicity panted. “Come fuck some Pixie pussy.”
“Yes, fuck me!” Maeve panted.
Brad moved away from the Professor, his hard cock bobbing before
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