The stunning jolt of hitting the ground awoke him. Marcos flipped himself over and looked up at his robe and the broken branch. The dream had been pretty real. His cock felt empty. Thankfully, his arm and face were undamaged. The other memories unblocked and came to him making him chuckle of what her did with her.
He would never admit it, but catching naked Amazonians out in the wild where ‘might is right’ was a favorite pastime of his. He was surprised but happy she had played his game with him, it was obvious she enjoyed it too. He didn’t know it yet, but a decision was already made, and this particular pursuit was only to be the beginning.
On another plane, a goddess stood in her pond by the clearing, looking through the waters of time. She idly dipped into her pussy and felt the warm share left with her. She would get more soon. The thought made her giggle as she watched.
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