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Pandora lays panting as Ob rises above her. He can feel his cock softening and leans into her to press it between their sweat slick body. He licks his lips, then gently kisses Pandora's ear.

"Bruha, I'm not quite done with you. You are a defiant little witch, aren't you?"

Pandora smiles slowly. Ob rises up just enough to see her face. He kisses her, claiming her mouth, teeth scraping along her lower lip. he breathes his words against her swollen lips.

"Don't you dare change."

His hand closes around the bottle on the bed and he licks lightly over her lips. Popping the cap, Ob puts a drop oh oil on his fingertips and rubs it lightly, coating three fingers. Kissing down her throat, Ob slides the fingers over Pandora's nipples. The scent of cinnamon rises as her body warms the oil. Ob dips his head, opening his mouth wide to encircle as much of her breast as he can. He breathes out, making the oil flare with heat. Pandora moans, arching into his attentions.

He raises his head and looks at Pandora. Moving slightly, he strokes her bare belly with the ends of his wild hair. She shivers and he laughs, bending over, repeating his play with her other breast, just to make her squirm.

"Where is that toy you used to drive me insane the first night I slept outside on your patio?"

When Pandora gives him a blank look, Ob laughs. His breath glides over the oil and Pandora writhes under his body, her breasts tingling from the warmth.

"Your vibrator, Pandora... Bob..." 

Her eyes brighten and she stretches up, hooking the knob on her bedside table and trying to tug. This stretches her out and Ob licks along her belly, moving downward.  Pandora wriggles and finally manages to open the drawer. She is panting while she tries unsuccessfully to reach in the drawer. Ob's hands push her thighs apart.

"Lie still wench. I will get it when I am ready. Or rather, when you are ready."

He can feel the sun rising and knows he has little time, but intends to make the most of it. His oiled fingertips slide between her still sopping lower lips and Pandora raises up to his exploration. She was still tender, so very sensitive. Ob smiles.

Rising, he looks down at her. His cock is just beginning to harden again and he wants a raging hardon before he turns to stone.

"Stay right where you are, Pandora. I will bind you there if I have to, and if I turn to stone, you will be trapped unless someone comes in to help you. Do you understand?"

Pandora glances through the veranda doors. She can see the sky is just beginning to lighten. If she wants more, she knows she has to do exactly as he says. She nods, her eyes watching the sky.

Ob slips from the bed. He returns moments later and draws her vibe from the drawer. Standing where she can see him, Ob finishes washing off his cock, sliding the washcloth along his length, stroking himself as she watches.He holds the vibe next to himself, comparing her toy to his own tool.

"Hmmmm... about an inch shorter than me, and not quite as wide... No wonder you are so tight." His hand snaps out and slaps down on her wet cunt, making her jump. She yelps, but moans as his fingers slide inside.

"The daily change is beginning Pandora. I want to make you writhe again before I become stone." Laying her toy on the bed, he picks up the oil and smiles. His fingers open her swollen nether lips. "Hold yourself open to me." Her hands slide down, pressing her pussy lips wide. Ob smiles and sticks out his tongue at her. She gasps as she see the forked tongue, then shudders and arches up. he smiles and touches her, drawing back the hood around her clit. Turning the bottle, he drips the oils slowly along her exposed flesh, then begins to rub it in. Pandora moans, bucking against his hand. Ob grins and moves between her thighs. Kneeling he watches the oils slip along her walls. His fingertips begin to massage the oil into her clit. Pandora rolls her hips, whimpering, The feel of his fingers, the warming of the opil is beginning to drive her crazy.

Ob watches her squirm, then lowers his head to blow gently. her movements become more frantic and she begins to make small pleading noises. he watches her undulate her hips and bends forward, flicking his tongue along her slit. There is a difference to the feel of his tongue and Pandora rocks hard, trying to get more. Laughing, Ob teases her with it, flicking and lapping, making her moan in pleasure. He opens his mouth and clamps his lips around her cunt. Breathing out, he knows her clit is now on fire and her walls are warming and tingling. She moans and bucks, scraping across Ob's teeth. he lets her feel the sharpening points and when she gasps, Ob sucks her clit between them. he feels the first rush of arousal paint his lips and draws back.

"Not yet bruha..."

"Please Ob..." Her eyes widen as he presses a finger against her tender sore bud, spreading oil over it. She rises off the bed a bit, moaning at the feel, and Ob pushes an oil slick finger into her. Pandora whimpers, but slowly begins to rock.

"What is my name bruha?" His finger begins to roughly fuck her back channel as he toys with her oversensitized clit. She whimpers, writhing and rocking between his hands.

"Josef... Josephito... Master....." He smiles as she pants, out his name.

"Now.. please what?" He presses his thumb into her slick opening, pinching the thin membrane between his digits. Pandora moans and presses into his hand as his other tugs at her clit.

"Please Josephito... make me cum.. please..." She is whimpering, grinding hard into his hands. Ob grins, a slow wicked look that makes her shudder. he removes his hands and she groans arching towards him. Ob picks up her vibe and lays back on the floor. Holding his rampant cock upwards, he beckons to Pandora.

"Come here mujer."  Pandora scrambles off the bed and straddles him, sinking slowly down his length. Ob moans as her pussy clamps tight. She begins to ride him, hard and fast and he presses her back, so she is sitting upright. Pandora slows, feeling him growing even harder inside her. She archs back and Ob presses open her slit, bringing the vibe to her clit. Pandora begins riding him harder, grinding on his cock and pressing herself against the vibe. Ob becomes harder, more rigid within her. She feels him growing, stretching her and she explodes as the vibe presses hard into her nub. She SCREAMS as Ob jets into her depths, bucking up into her.

The vibe keeps contact with her clit, making her tremble and bringing small spasms, residual trembling orgasms. Finally she is pleading, "No more Josephito... no more.. Goddess, please Master..." His hand falls away and Pandora whimpers writhing. Leaning forward, she kisses him. It takes a moment to realis\ze Ob is still larger than normal and she looks down. His skin is no longer the fresh dark brown of wet sand, but a paler tone, like shadows in the hot deserts. His wings are spread to either side, supporting his position. He smiles up at her and touches her face once more. His fingers comb through her short bob and he growls.

"Mine... mi amor, mi tesoro, treasure. Gods, mujer... the Gods have blessed me." He stretches his arms above his head, keeping the growing talons from scratching her. "But I would advise you to get off me very soon. I am about to turn to stone."

Pandora moans and slips from his body. His cock is still hard. Pandora watches in fascination as Ob drifts away from her, into his sleep. She leans down and licks, tasting their joined flavors. Holding him at the base of his shaft, she licks him clean. It takes her a few moments, but she sees that he is no longer moving.

Removing her hand, she watches, then smiles as it dawns on her that he can feel, can hear, but cannot move.

And...

He has just supplied her with a rock hard toy to ride when she wakes up. Pandora turns off the vibe and walks to the shower, humming.