It’s evening, and the satyrs are already very drunk. Xnxx tv It’s worth noting that there is, in a way, a fourth person in the pavilion with us. Everything’s going well here. She’s barely registering the pain as I maul her tits in my fists. I like satyrs a lot more than mortals. It was the doubt, the temptation! I understand his story better than anyone, given that everyone involved in it is me. She does things with yarn that leave permanent scars. Perhaps that’s not what you wanted to hear at the end of this story, but it’s all I have for you. It’s the madness that comes from being the tiny god of men’s desire. Honestly I don’t know how mortals fuck at all. There’s no moral here. I just like the way it makes them feel vulnerable and humiliated. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Zeus is me, Hades is me, Zagreus is me. Later on Mithras will be me and so will Jesus. I take the wine from the tray and savour a sip as I look over her body. I just like the way it makes them feel vulnerable and humiliated.
