Book Eight: Chapter 23

“More,” Holly begged. “More!”

Mike opened his mouth wide, dipping his tongue deep inside her body. His magic slid into her, causing her whole body to stiffen up.

“FUCK,” he said, sending a wave of energy through her. Holly cried out and arched her back, spraying him with peppermint-flavored secretions. He lapped them up, then moved his hand onto the workbench, knowing that the cock would be waiting for her when she lowered her body. Using his other hand, he scooped up her cum and lubed the head of the cock, which was a bit disorienting. He could feel both dildos and his own cock, which had grown warm from whatever chemical reaction the foam was undergoing.

Holly was so busy wiggling around and coming on his face that when she finally descended, Mike missed her labia. Instead, the tip of the cock slid against Holly’s butthole, and she froze in place, her eyes bugging out of her head.

“Shit, sorry!” Mike tried to move the hand-cock, but Holly snaked a ha