He was sad that the goddess was to leave him, but relieved that he would be seeing her again soon. He had become so emotionally dependent on her in th...e last two weeks. After the transformation and during his training at the temple, Calista and the more senior hetaerae had to some extent been substitutes for the goddess herself (for like the goddess, they were all gorgeous authority figures to be obeyed without question), and so he had been able to wait for the goddess's return without feeling. Maybe I’d even give him a little show, one that no one else would see. As the saw started up again, I took a towel and an ice-cold soda with me, but not before I put on a truly skimpy bathing suit. It was a bright pink string bikini, that disappeared down between my ass cheeks, two tiny triangles to hide my nipples, and a little “V” in the front that didn’t even hide my trimmed pubic hair. As soon as I stepped outside, the saw stopped again. I lay down my towel and. She did not woke up, I kissed her and came back to the balcony. Mila sat on my lap, giggled with lust and said, from that point, she was my wife. I said, you are not as intimate as a wife should be. She took off her shirt and asked me, how intimate I wanted her, she kissed my lips. I asked her to take off the cloths. She unhooked her bra and those amazing boobs spang out. My god, it was absolutely stunning.Firm, pointed, big pink breast and nipples, small brownish areola. I asked her to remove. It was almost seven-thirty.Sitting up, I brushed my fingers through the curls on his forehead. Then I kissed the tip of his nose, followed by his lips, lingering and flicking my tongue. When he sighed, I traced my mouth over his chin to his neck.His breathing changed and I knew he was coming out of his dreams.Grinning, I nibbled the sensitive spot on his shoulder.He groaned and shifted his body.When I looked at him, his eyes were closed, but he had a smile on his face.As I continued to.