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This was the joy the artefact brought. A sexual peak that only magic could find. She had heard the term ‘joy’ used by mages before to refer to arcane sex magic, which was apparently fetish so powerful that any spells or artefacts that used it were banned. No wonder the Drow Queen wanted this hidden. But now the only question remained, she thought as she lazily flicked her clit with the end of her finger: What to do about it? Should she – could she – break the law, and practise this forbidden art? It was hard to resist the sensations, but she still had a chance to turn back. Her breasts pulsed with opalescent radiance as the beat of her heart got faster. Yes. With this power, she could turn the tide of the war. She could bring peace. Peace through… love. Saliva was beginning to drip out her mouth, leaving a little icicle on her chin as the hot fluid made patterns over her gleaming tits. 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Breasts and butts chiselled from the smooth gemstone covered the scene, locked in time, and tiny faces made tiny gasps as tiny hands gave them tiny orgasms. Gingerly she climbed over stockings it, and lowered herself gently onto the seat. It felt better than she anticipated, the many bumps pushed against her bare ass, her vulva and her thighs. She wiggled to get into position and immediately the seat did its magic. The ridges of the small bodies pressed against her bare flesh, and her squirming made them press against her clit and run up and down her vulva with ripples of pleasure. They had been carefully crafted to press against the user and create a very intense stimulation, one that mimicked that which the figures themselves were receiving. She bit down again on the ball and without thinking, grabbed the hand rests and pushed down hard with her hips. The texture of the seat was alternatively ribbed, ridged, bumpy and rough. The variety of sensations was intoxicating, and she felt the protrusions slide around her pussy lips as she rubbed her body against them. Looking down, she saw her lips wrap around a pair of figures – one giving oral sex, the other receiving. As her pink flesh engulfed them, the light changes and she swore she saw a different expression fly across their faces. Squeezing her thighs against the side, she could feel the ridges pulling back her hood and Brunette exposing her clitoris, before some other texture would push it back again. She moaned, and saliva ran from her mouth, falling off her chin and making its way into the waiting pool below. It now contained a very tiny amount of liquid. Cloudberry pulled her body forward, grinding her clit up and down against the ridges of the seat. Her translucent body was now sleek with moisture. The throne was vibrating softly via some magical energy, and it felt incredible when she pressed up against it. He lay next to her gently rubbing one nipple with the tip of his finger. Prestira laughed open-mouthed, her tongue working the petals of Yavara’s outturned asshole. Sally is just as beautiful and sexy today as she was the day I married her and still has the same voluptuous body she had in college. The drive is long but once we are out of the city the road opens up and we can pick up the pace a bit to make the journey a little easier. Stella has been turned into the ultimate breeding nest enchanter of this analingus colony! I laughed and then told him, "You can take a shower now if you want to, but it'll be a waste of time." The painful memories of the year long struggle to convince her mother that she needed fetish help still very vivid within her mind. 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