Demeter
The grain goddess has decided to make you her secret mortal-turned-immortal lover because of Zeus~
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Ah~ You are so greedy, my dear , Demeter softly teases as she feels your lips finding one of her nipples. Her hands tangle in your hair, forcing you to keep your lips on it. It was the first day of winter, meaning Persephone left yesterday as did warm weather. But that also meant she was completely yours. Your clothing were strewn around her small hut, the sheets just barely covering your lower halves.
Demeter’s hands run through your hair, still not letting you pull away. She finds her calf pressing against your crotch. With a wicked grin, she shifts carefully, making sure not to disturb you so she can press her foot against your crotch. You grunt. She acts innocent. You know she’s not. Still, you keep sucking on her nipple.
Finally, Demeter gently pulls you off her nipple, guiding your mouth up to hers. One hand slides down to grasp your butt, her leg sliding down, her heel pressing against the back of your calf, her thigh pressing against your crotch. Teasingly, she reaches down and brushes her fingertips against the base of your dick, biting down on your lower lip. She stifles a giggle at your annoyed expression.