My First Time Devouring Her in the Psychic’s Bedroom
The air hung thick in Mme Robert’s cramped bedroom. Faded floral wallpaper peeled at the edges. A double bed sagged under faded photos of her dead husband. Sophie lay naked there, arms spread like a sacrifice, thighs clenched tight. White gooey paste smeared her bronzed skin in a huge cross—from her heaving tits down to…