Chapter 1203

• "Zentharia astroria, calyptoria lunara! Zentharia astroria, calyptoria lunara!" he shouted in ecstasy. Then a series of rhythmic guttural syllables. I wrapped my legs around him. Still buried deep within me, he began to call out again, "Shanda raya mandola tarex yamanda!"
• The guttural syllables echoed off the mountains as he filled me with his seed.
• His rigid body relaxed, and I pushed him to my side. His body was limp, his face relaxed. I held him, and the throbbing discomfort between my legs faded.