Hey let's give some orders to a goddess

Taking a break from ruining Zophiel’s blonde hair, you find yourself turned on by the prospect of the prude shamelessly masturbating to everything you do. You instruct the angel to play with herself. With ****-like obedience, Zophiel removes herself from prostration, immediately laying on her wings by flipping onto her back. Making a “V” with her legs boldly pointed up to the sky, Zophiel gives you a clear view of the perfect pink pussy lips. The angel reaches between her legs and buries her fingers into her cunt – furiously working to get herself off. From her throat emits a guttural moan of passion, as the angel works her body in an entirely new way.

“Uhhhhh!! Mmmmmmm!!!”

Marveling at the sight of this perfect being masturbating to your exceptionally ugly body, you start to get hard again.

The goddess, keenly tuned into the feelings of pleasure, is privately overwhelmed at the power of your cock. All senses become strained as she is blinded by your swollen manhood. Your cock makes Aphrodite tremble audibly, unlike anything she has ever experienced.

You turn your attention to your newest fuck hole. The flowing, bright brown hair is too much for you.

“I prefer the slutty high school girl look. Put your hair into two pony tails.”

“What is high school?”

With a look of horror, Aphrodite’s trembling hands divide her hair into two pony tails on both sides of her head, jutting out between the holes in her golden laurel wreath. A dawning realization occurs that she is unable to deny your sexual advances.

“Wh- What the fuck?! Who- who are you?”

“I’m David. I already said that.”

“David – boy – why am I doing this to my hair?”

“Handle bars.”

The implications of this statement are lost to Aphrodite.

Walking over to the taller woman, you place your hand behind her back. Her dress feels like the finest silk. Power emanates from the goddess’s body, warming your hand. With a gentle ****, you push her onto her hands and knees. Shocked and at a loss of words, the goddess opens her mouth in surprise. You reach to the end of the white dress hanging over her derriere. With one swift motion you pull it up to her abdomen, revealing two beautiful mounds penetrated by a thin white thong. You can see why this perfect ass drove men to war.

Taking the sweet moment to admire perhaps one of the best asses in existence, precum starts to bead on the end of your cock.

“Stay.” You command.

“No.” Aphrodite responds.

And yet, the goddess obediently stays planted to the floor on all fours. Perfect olive skin contrasts to the white dress. Aphrodite quivers on the cold marble, as her ass and thong exposed to you. The dress hangs bunched from her midsection.

Walking around the woman so that you have a direct view of her nose and mouth, you motion for her to move forward. Aphrodite protests, but starts crawling. Body perfectly proportioned, her thick ass sways as her two legs take turns moving her face closer to your cock. The round top beneath her chin reveals her cleavage. Teasing her, you step backwards.

“Are you going to stop calling me boy if I feed you my cum?”

“I do not eat the children of men, Zeus has forbidden it! I am not Cronus!”