Her pussy milked out every drop. She struggled to breathe. Her pulse grew weaker beneath my grasp.Just a little longer and she would die.I released my... grasp.The simulacrum gasped and shuddered, sucking in breath through her bruised throat. “I...am...glad...your magic...works...Master.”I sent life magic into her, fixing the damage I caused to her tissue. It was delicate work. Most mages couldn't heal a bruise. But when you had plunged into a living creature's body as intimately as I had, you. I nodded to her as I warned of my closeness to eruption already. She laughed at me and said that she would be gentle with me. Sarah put a little massage cream on her hand and slowly moved towards my dick. Once close she took hold and wrapped her dainty fingers around it about half way up my shaft. Slowly she moved her hand to the base, then all the way to the head before dropping a little faster to the base again. I was in heaven and the sensations told me it would be a quick hand job as her. She stayed in good shape – not that her husband had noticed – and looked like a woman several years younger. She shrugged and decided against changing the shirt. She would just be taking it off as soon as she hit the beach, anyway. She slung the strap of her bag over her shoulder, and headed down to the lobby of the hotel. Only a short distance away, she stepped onto the sand of the beach. A little of the burning-hot sand creeping over her flip-flops to contact her toes made her glad that she’d. Straps were fastened above her breasts and around herwaist. From under the table the two nurses each retrieved an out rigger forjune?s legs and soon they were mounted and her legs were strapped fast at theknees and ankles. Celeste rolled a small tableover to the slave?s bed and each woman reached over and donned a pair of latexgloves. Fay picked up a plastic bag and removed what looked like a coil oftubing. Meanwhile celeste pressed a control on the side of the exam table andjune was raised to.