Inspired from another floor
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It was only a few hr later after they had pleasured each other when he awoke to feel that that he was still on the bed stark naked. Turning his head he expected to find the room completely void. Then his heart settled on her pale, shining form sitting in the electric chair by the window.

"I thought you had left as you always do,"he thought he said to her. He wasn't sure, as it seemed hardly any of his sentience were working correctly.

"Have stayed to watch you,"he thought he heard her susurration from across the room, his eyes tracing the beauty of her ashen body.

"I thought you only came on this night ; we pleasured each former then you left,"he told her. His breathing starting to quicken as she seemed to once again float across the room to him.

"In the past ; now dissimilar,"came her voice like a placate breeze respiration through the room. Again she sat at the metrical foot of the bed, her weight not registering at all, staring at his human face almost as if she was studying it for the number 1 clip. Again, he felt the darkness start to take him as his oculus closed.

This meter, he knew exactly what brought him around, or rather the deficiency of. Looking down his body he saw that she had impaled herself upon his humanity. The want of heat energy was once again an odd tone around him. When she looked up at him he could see that she had the dark look of a marauder in her heart. God, he wanted to impact her. Bringing his hand up he tried to touch her thigh only to induce her swipe at his hand, knocking it away. Looking at his a wrist he could see the lacerations but strangely enough, there was no botheration ; just blood.

Finally finding the calendar method of birth control she wanted she began to Irish punt herself upon him even harder."I want to ..."he started.

This only brought another fierce hiss from her lips as she steadily increased her f number. Finally, with a most unfeminine roar she pressed her sex onto him. His stopcock was squeezed heavily than he ever remembered it being. The hurting was almost too often as again he started to nail cryptic into her. A second later she looked down at him, a sly satisfied face on her face.

"good,"he thought he heard her purr out as she moved off his now red and deflated appendage. Laying at the metrical unit of the bed again she began to figure out her finger's breadth and bridge player, cleaning his blood from them. Another sly grinning crossed her lips and she stared straight at him. This time, he had decided to struggle the duskiness only to find that this last session had indeed sapped almost all of his strength.

It seemed he'd just closed his centre when he felt a silky fuzziness enwrap his humanness, opening them he saw the outline of her body seeming to beam in the Moon. He tried to move but found that it was useless. While she was gently massaging his humanness, she was also leaning over his hand cleaning the pedigree off his wrist. Smiling she began to osculate across his pectus, her meet more like a gentle snap, stopping at each nipple to nip and shower it with a suckle and a kiss.

Moving steadily gamy she nipped at his neck. Strangely, he only felt a acuteness and cold feeling each time she did. Then she did the one thing he thought she never would, as she moved to his back talk and took them in a whisper sonant kiss. Groaning, he wasn't sure if it was him or her, her lip lingered a second longer, the cold washing over him like a wave of water. Then she withdrew, and he felt as if he was on fire. Moving away she stood beside the bed. Raising a blanch staring script to her nude breast she laid it between then and then pointing at him simply saying with a huge smile,"Bast, mine."She vanished as the inaugural illumination of the day poured into the room.

He shook his promontory. Bast ? Was that her name ? After all this fourth dimension, was she telling him who she was ? What had changed ? Getting up he stumbled in a weakened state to the privy. Looking in the mirror he saw that he had two small-scale morsel on his cervix but as he watched in astonishment they were healing and going away. Shocked a moment he could only gaze, then he looked at the wrist she had deeply gouged, but there was nothing there ! Okay, he thought, did I daydream it all ? That's when he saw the small ankh symbolization on his inner right thigh near his scrotum. Then he saw the sistrum on his left thigh. What the snake pit ? What is a sistrum and how the netherworld did I know that's what it was ? feel like an ancient rattle to me.

Dressing he left his house and headed to the library. I might need to research this, he thought. Along the way he had several woman staring at him as if they were starving and he was the dejeuner special. OK, he thought, this is something new. In the library he stopped to involve the senior bibliothec for the segment on ancient Egypt. The cleaning woman started to place to it when she looked up. Fixing her eyes upon him, a sly smiling lit up her face, and he could blaspheme that the charwoman was almost panting. She moved to prove him where it was, but he politely told her that he was ok. Again he could swear that the adult female was almost ready to cry but sat back down.

Moving through the dusty sections of the library he could see that this section was hardly ever used. Reaching up he found a book on bast and began to record. An hour later his oculus were wide, the Egyptian goddess was known as the cat goddess of carnal pleasure, defender of the household, bringer of wellness, and the defender saint of firefighters ? She personified the gaiety, goodwill, affection, and wiliness of a cat as well as the fierce power of a lioness. Because of her all-seeing sacred eye ( called the utchat ) she could see perfectly in the dark. She is one of the few sun goddesses who was also classified as a moon goddess ... with her glowing cat's eye reminding us of the moon that it reflects.

It's not surprising she had a repute since she herself had three husband and was acknowledged as a sexual mate of every god and goddess. So that was why she was so damn undecomposed ! He was just curious as to why she had chosen him, especially after all this time. He'd have to ask her though it seemed every time he had she always wanted to say nothing or nothing much.

Leaving that section of the library he stopped short-circuit as almost every distaff oral sex snapped up. Shaken a bit they almost looked like a battalion of ravenous wolves out on a hunt sashay. The tone of pure lust in all their oculus had him feeling more like a side of substance than a man. Escaping the building, he quickened his pace to get as far from there as he could. Again, as with on his way there, he noticed that there were more than just a few women staring at him longingly.

Arriving at nursing home he'd had to select a back alleyway to discourage any females following him as he'd noticed at least twenty were not all that far behind him. Closing off his sign of the zodiac he went to the bathroom to wash off his face, a pant escaped his backtalk. There staring back from the mirror was a much younger form of himself. His lip still undetermined, he nodded at his reflection. A faint smiling edged across his backtalk as he started to look up to his image. He'd forgotten just how effective he used to expect. Flexing his weapon system he saw that the muscular tissue he had at one time, were indeed again with him.

earshot the audio of several running feet he took a peek out his bathroom window. The sight he saw shocked him a present moment as he watched, at least, fifteen women running down the sidewalk toward a man who had his spine to them. Upon reaching him they tapped his berm each with an enceinte look on their faces. When the man turned fully towards the women, the man at his window could learn various of them groan in disappointment. Undeterred they moved on in mass towards the side by side male.

Shaking his head he sat and started his computer, deciding he'd take his creative thinker off of affair for a while. Opening up his blood line page he stared at it a moment, then he had an epiphany. Putting almost all his money into several gillyflower he watched as he was starting to accrue a substantial amount after only an hour. Shutting down at a million he was shaking a bit that it had been as easygoing as it had. Then he remembered that Bast was a very give lover and would do much to honor her lovers. Shaking his head he sat deep in thought again wondering what he'd done to gain her love. She had visited him for eld every time a night of cloud nine for them both, but that was it. What was unlike now ?

Laying back on the bed he thought of every meter they had been together, but nothing stood out to him. Then he remembered that she had taken not one but two bit on his neck both drawing blood. Though it was his rake he'd found both times that the semblance on her lips had greatly excited him. Within import he was effectual asleep, having spent a better share of the day at the library.

He wasn't sure why he awoke as the sun was starting to sink from sight when he opened his optic. Getting up he figured it would be a while before he saw her again. Walking to the kitchen he made a bite to eat, then finding he was still tired returned to the bedroom. The silver brilliant light of the wide moon began to spill into the room, sending odd-shaped shadower creeping toward him. One moment he was alone staring at the brightness level of the moon, the side by side she appeared again across the room.

"Bast,"he said making her smile and nod,"I thought I wouldn't see you again."

Shaking her pass no, she spoke pointing to him,"Mine, forever, husband,"came her response in quiet tones. His oculus grew wide, he was her husband ? She was a goddess for crying out meretricious !

"Why ?"He finally managed to get out.

As far as he knew no somebody man had ever ended up on the good slope of being an Egyptian goddess's husband.

wave her bridge player he was suddenly stark naked, as the thin out delicate wrap she wore on her body softly floated to the floor. Smiling an almost mischievous but loving smile she bent to engulf his twitching and starting to throb member.

"good,"lifting her head, she repeated from the night before,"mine, circularize seed."

Then with another longsighted, lingering, tardily lick all the way up his beam, she took his whole now strong distance down her pharynx. With a moan, he almost rose off the bed, her throat muscleman doing affair he'd never thought were possible. Feeling the monumental pressure he almost roared as he started to pump his seed deep down her throat.

Collapsing he was gasping for air as she released his still hard member and smiled down at it. Again a arch smile lit up her pale aspect as she moved and brought her now gazump pussy to above his throbbing penis. With one jabbing she breathed out a content sigh as she sank all the way down his shaft. The man, still trying to catch his breath, groaned again as the velvety sissiness of her wet sex seemed to suck and draw him in even deeper.

Looking up at the blanch imaginativeness of beauty, her dreary haircloth was such a line against her sick cutis. Her actions upon his penis began to become intemperately and more frantic as the maniacal look once again came into her deeply drear eyes. Finally, after only a few proceedings he felt her vaginal muscle tighten as she reached her release. Another unfeminine roar issued from her lips as she as she removed her blood covered hands from his chest. Oddly enough, there still was no pain. Bending low she nipped at his neck causing another waving of cold to wash out over him.

Now sitting beside him, she licked the blood red color from her sass and hands. He still thought the people of colour was beautiful on her then he remembered that red was Bast's color.

"I so want to touch you,"he told her an almost desperation in his voice.

"Shhh,"she told him as she looked at him through slitted eyes,"not yet, soon."It was almost a whisper but the man could still verify that she was purring. Touching his now deflated member she looked him directly in the eyes,"go tomorrow spread seed."Then she smiled at him and continued to clean the blood from herself, then bent to lick his chest and neck. Feeling drained as he always did, he thought he heard her say,"soon hubby, soon."As sweet sleep overtook him, she floated away.

The next good morning he again stumbled to the bathroom stark naked, washing his expression he stared in disbelief at his breast. There were not only no descent smear but there were no scratches either. The same was true of his neck. Where she had drawn ancestry there was no mark. as if it hadn't happened. The biggest shock, though, had to be the fact that he was looking at the boldness of a XXIV or twenty-five-year-old in the mirror. Looking closer he could see it was him, but almost half the age he had been.

Remembering a number of time he'd come the in conclusion few day he could only smirk. Hell, if this kept up he could most definitely get used to it. He tried to remember all he could about her ; Bast - Egyptian cat goddess of delight, music, and dancing. She was highly devoted to her lover, goddess of fertility, protector of pregnant women and family. Shaking his mind he had to agree she did look extremely truehearted. True, the money would protect the household, but what exactly had she meant by soon ? That he could meet her ? That they'd stay together ? This stopping point office had him in a quandary.

Heading out, he looked both way before he left in his car. He had to get a few affair at the storehouse, and with the money he'd made he decided that he could splurge a bit. Entering the supermarket was the easily part ; even shopping wasn't that hard. Then he made the mistake of making eye contact with a cleaning woman as he was heading to the lavatory. He'd just finished when he heard the toilet door close and then lock. Wait a minute, ignition lock ? It was a multi-person men's room.

The Same woman was standing by the door removing all her apparel, then completely naked advanced upon the traumatize man, almost knocking him to the floor and fishing his now semi - hard rooster out of his pants. Opening her mouth she engulfed it quickly bringing it to full hardness, her head bobbing at a raging speed. Now pleased with her piece of work she held his phallus as she drove her dripping wet hole all the way down his putz until her ass was resting on his thighs. Sighing in verbalise satisfaction she began to slowly lift and drop taking him all the way each sentence. In just a min she was quickening her pace and was pounding as hard as she could.

He was shocked enough that she was doing this in the men's elbow room but when she started to call for him to fill her as full as he could, he knew he could no longer hold back. Thrusting up to adjoin her, he felt his scrotum tighten and his ballock start to seethe as the cum began to pump deep into the woman. Shrieking she ground herself even harder, trying to lease him as oceanic abyss as she could. Collapsing on his bureau for a second, the woman then got up, got dressed, and left as if nix had happened. Still a minuscule aghast, the man paid for his market and left.

Arriving home he quickly made his way into the house not sure if there were a drove of women waiting on him or not. Sitting in his hot seat he began to think over what he'd learned : one, he was Bast's married man. Two, he was obviously irresistible to all women, three, he was going to see her again, at least, more than once a year plus four, he was almost half his age. So she wanted him to spread his seed, she had obviously done something to him.

Well, he thought after a few hours, I should make known what I was getting myself into all those geezerhood ago. Then a vast smile spread across his boldness. The way the plan she had for him right now was, yeah, he could endure with it, providing he was careful and wasn't screwed to death !