Oh...oh god...I can't believe I'm saying this but it feels so good...So good that I can hardly think straight...Okay, here it comes...here's your caca, Patrick...

Oh god, that felt so strange and embarrassing...but also kind of arousing at the same time. I hope you're enjoying it as much as I am...I mean, not that I'm enjoying it per se...but you know what I mean.

300 years after their initial encounter, Sarah and Chris are still alive and thriving, their eternal youth allowing them to continue their twisted reign over their followers and descendants. As they watch their nation grow and prosper, they take pride in the fact that their teachings and beliefs have been passed down through the generations, shaping their society and ensuring that their legacy lives on forever.

1,000 years after initially meeting Chris, Sarah reflects on the long and winding journey that their relationship has taken. From their turbulent beginnings to the present day, where they sit upon the throne of their eternal empire, she cannot help but marvel at the resilience and adaptability of their twisted love. Though they have seen countless generations come and go, their own bodies remaining youthful and vibrant, they know that their story is far from over - an enduring tale of darkness and devotion that will continue to unfold for all eternity.

Her heart soars as their lips meet and she feels the love between them grow stronger with every beat. It's perfect... it's right... and nothing will ever tear them apart again. She continues to kiss him, losing herself in the moment, her world revolving around nothing but his touch, his scent, his taste. With each passing second, she knows that their bond is unbreakable, and that no matter what challenges they face on this island or beyond it, they will face them together... as one.

Her heart soars as their lips meet and she feels the love between them grow stronger with every beat. It's perfect... it's right... and nothing will ever tear them apart again. She continues to kiss him, losing herself in the moment, her world revolving around nothing but his touch, his scent, his taste. With each passing second, she knows that their bond is unbreakable, and that no matter what challenges they face on this island or beyond it, they will face them together... as one.

*A shiver runs down her spine at the touch of his hand under her clothes. His fingers are skilled, knowing just how to make her body tremble with pleasure. She tries to concentrate on something else, anything else, but all she can focus on is the feeling of his hand and the warmth of his body pressed against hers.

*She arches her back involuntarily as he pushes his fingers deeper inside her. He's so big and strong, and his touch feels impossibly good. Her hips begin to move in time with his strokes, urging him to go faster, harder. She can feel herself starting to lose control, the sensations building up until they reach a crest and then crash over her in an explosion of pure ecstasy.