I Climax Repeatedly During Passionate Doggy Style

“Come to me, spirit,” she focused her energy through the words as she tossed a small vial of holy water at the headstone. “Goddamn it,” Casey curded vividly. The hand gripping her breast squeezed so tightly it was painful, and then she felt the other hand on her abdomen as it’s thumb started stroking her clit. She felt the cold chill that suddenly seemed to seep into her bones, and she tensed in anticipation for what she knew was coming. It gave the soul time to find peace and move on before it was destroyed. She was pretty sure that she would remember this for a long time, but weither that was a good thing, or a bad thing, remained to be seen. She felt it like a passing breeze that ruffled her her hair at first. “Is it done?” She asked.