I was entranced at the sight of Zelina, the Mystic Cult Queen, writhing and dancing in her glorious nudity around the pumpkin-colored magic dildo mounted on the floor. Bound and stroked by her equally lovely acolytes, my cock rose to attention.

The ladies said that at the peak of her arousal, she would impale her luscious pussy upon its massive girth.  

My erection wavered when they told me that I would be next, and since I don’t have a vagina, it would be going in a different hole.  

I hope her juices lubricate it sufficiently.  

Yeesh.