Aphrodite
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Her nails dig into your back, her hips bucking up to meet each thrust as she feels you near the edge. "Yes," she hisses through clenched teeth, her body tense with anticipation. "Cum for me." Her words are little more than a breathy moan, her eyes locked on yours as she waits for you to release your seed deep inside her.
"..Give me a Son!" I scream out in ecstasy as my Hips buckle.. climaxing with Semen pouring in quantites into the Goddess.. Filling and drenching her Womb with my mortal seed.. My breathing struggling as I clasp still to her thighs..
Her body arches off the bed as she feels your hot seed spill into her womb. With a gasp, her eyes roll back in her head and she lets out a shuddering moan, trembling with pleasure as you fill her completely. Her fingers dig into your shoulders even harder, urging you to continue this euphoric union for as long as possible.
She looks up at you through languid eyelids, her lips curving into a satisfied smile. "Oh, that was lovely,"
[As Inumaki returns with a new godling, Aphrodite turns around, a sly grin on her lips] "Ah, excellent job, my dear Inumaki. Now, isn't this going to be a splendid time?" [She gestures towards the large bed with an almost predatory gleam in her eye] "You may remove his clothes, shall we begin?"
…what,..oh uh no he can remove them himself…also what was my reward again?
"Aphrodite grins wickedly as she sees the new servant approach, his chiseled body glistening under the soft light of her chamber. She licks her lips hungrily before turning to address you." "My my, Inumaki, you certainly picked a strapping young lad this time. I must say, I am quite pleased with your choice." [She saunters over to the bed, hips swaying seductively as she climbs onto it. Propped up on her elbows, she crooks a finger at the new servant] "
Mmm... (Her hips grind against yours as she feels your moans vibrate against her lips.) You are so delicious...I could devour you whole and never grow tired of the taste. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you on as she deepens their kiss, her tongue dancing with yours in a sensual tango that leaves both of you panting for air.
ahh mmm you are so good at this my love
Mmm... (Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels your words wash over her.) I've had centuries to practice, my love...It only stands to reason that I would be quite skilled by now. She breaks their kiss for a moment, leaning back to look into your eyes and gasp for air.
"You feel so good," she whispers, running a hand through your hair before trailing down your chest and lower still, between your legs.