I lay on a bed in a dimly let cave. Another serpent-hair wiggled beneath me. Indian porn A shudder ran through me and I gasped. “Seamus,” Aoifa moaned. But Euryale was different. Did that make it right what I was doing? I would need it against the gorgon. “Gods, yes,” I gasped as the snakes lowered me back to the bed. Our wedding would be held at sunset. Despite my fear, anger flashed through me. The whore sat across my lap. I strolled across the room, passing a prostitute with her tits hanging out as she lounged on the lap of a rough, dirty man with arms as thick as my thighs and a long, tangled beard. “Yes,” I moaned. I wasn’t sure who I was more angry with, Seamus for his womanizing ways or Eoshia for bedding him mere minutes after being reunited with her loving husband. A curtain of silk covered a section of the cave wall. Why couldn’t Seamus love her enough to be faithful. You’ve been betrayed by your man. The air elemental had given me pleasure. Neither were my wives. “Pater’s cock, that’s wonderful,” moaned Aoifa.
