..and if she had toabuse her private disciplines to get her way, then so be it.Quinn had five candles around her. She sat in the middle of the Nons EnceSymbol which she had drawn into the dirt floor using a stick pulled froma dead oak tree. She sat cross-legged with her hands upraised into mudrasof acceptance on her left and dire need on her right, her eyes wereclosed and she chanted her mental release rhythms.After a while she felt as though the world had let her go. She floatedupwards. She looked around the cellar wondering what had happened. Thenshe looked down. Her body was still sitting cross-legged and chanting.Quinn smiled, or would have if she had had a mouth. She could looselydetect that her self, her ethereal presence, was that of a hard-to-seeshimmering cloud of green spiritual unmatter. She left the cellar throughthe wall and hovered over her rental house. It was dark outside, wellpast midnight. She looked up and down the street filled with houses fromthe turn of the last. The tight, smooth curve of her body was tantalising; the skin silky and tempting. Helen’s body swayed with a silent music only she could hear, smiling down at me as she bit her lip. Her hands explored her body, sliding over her breasts and revelling in the feeling of my eyes feasting on her. My gaze descended towards her sex, interrupted at the final moment as she stepped towards me, dropping to her knees. Her hands were on my legs, opening them and smiling up at me with a lick of her lips. “I’ve always wondered what your cock would look like in your hands as you stroked it for me,” she confessed, biting her bottom lip hard. “I always wondered what you would look like through that window. Why did you never turn on the lights?” she pouted with an impish smile. Her hands reached for the belt on my trousers, unbuckling me with ragged, heavy breaths. She gaped up at me, allowing her hand to drift over the prominent bulge and sighing. She stopped before stripping them from me, a flash of.
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