Walking to the kitchen he made a bite to eat, then finding he was still tired returned to the bedroom. The silver bright light of the full moon began to spill into the room, sending odd-shaped shadows creeping toward him. One moment he was alone staring at the light of the moon, the next she appeared again across the room.“Bast,” he said making her smile and nod, “I thought I wouldn’t see you again.”Shaking her head no, she spoke pointing to him, “Mine, forever, husband,” came her answer in hushed tones. His eyes grew wide, he was her husband? She was a goddess for crying out loud!“Why?” He finally managed to get out.As far as he knew no mortal man had ever ended up on the good side of being an Egyptian goddess’s husband.Waving her hand he was suddenly stark naked, as the thin delicate wrap she wore on her body softly floated to the floor. Smiling an almost wicked but loving smile she bent to engulf his twitching and starting to throb member.“Good,” lifting her head, she repeated. He even had the nerve to want to make love. Oh no my mind screamed. I remembered how much that always really hurt.I walked over to the window and peered out. I felt so lonely here I was struggling to remain a man and my husband could care less. I felt like I could use a nice long hot bath. Maybe that would soothe my mind. Wait a minute Donna always took baths not me.That is it I had had enough of this touchy crap. I told Donna/Doug or who ever they were that we would have to go to the French Quarter and find this insane Voodoo nut and fix this problem. Donna begged me to try this out for one day. She said think how close we will become when this is all over. She started to kiss my neck and massage my breasts. I was in ecstasy.Next thing I remember Doug was on top of me and I was on the bottom. My penis was engorged and her pussy was very wet. Her clit seemed to be harder then usual and is rubbed awkwardly against me. Donna made love differently. She seemed to be racing the clock. She.
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