It is our last night together for a while and ever since transforming and performing the ritual I feel the need to be touching him. We start caressing each other’s body, feeling the movement of muscles underneath the skin. Soon after our mouths find each other and start exploring. My body is on fire and only he can cool me down. It is a good thing that I put up extra privacy spells to keep my screams of pleasure contained within the curtains around the bed. His tongue and fingers bring me my first orgasm, followed up by him entering me in a tortures slow manner while rubbing my clit and the last is the most extreme, finding our release together as I am impaling myself hard and fast on top of him.