Some British Chick!

You didn’t focus so much on a race as much as you did an accent. Hearing the sound sexy British accent as you beat off your huge cock turned you on immensely. Your English were somewhat lacking, but damn the smooth things they would say. They certainly didn’t look bad either. You grip the locket yet again, and make your wish, “I wish there was a sexy looking British chick here, ready to fuck.”

Out of nowhere, a pale, slim but busty female with brown hair popped into existence, wearing nothing but a white panties. She opened her mouth in shock “шнат тне вгооду негг ? Шнеяе тне неск ам ф?”

You could tell the language was english but just from those two questions you knew that you couldn’t understand a thing she was going to say, “I also wish this woman spoke and understood fluent French.”

She tilted her head, “Are you bloody stupid, what are you doing talkin- What the, I’m totally not speaking English right now! What is coming out of my mouth? French? This is so cool I have always wanted to speak another language!” The confusion seemed subside as she she spoke French perfectly aside from that British accent you found so sexy. She smiled at you, “So... What can I do a sexy man like yourself...”

You smirk as you step closer, bringing your naked body close to her nearly nude one, “How about a name sexy?”

“I call myself Tayla, but more importantly I want to know the name of the stud in front of me...” She stepped in closer, trailing her left index finger up and down your bicep.

“Call me Sebastiano, Tayla.” You put your hands on her hips and bring her in close, making her giggle.

“Oh I like a fella who is forward like this, it makes bloody horny!” She gives a sexy groan as she looks you right in the eyes.

You put a finger on her lips, “Tell me Tayla, I bet you are thinking you are dreaming, non?”

“What else could explain this?” She gave a quick peck on your lips and smiled again. “I must say I love how real it is. I swear I was just on the couch jilling right off then, bam I am right in dream land in a sexy taller man’s arm, ready to fuck me good I hope.”

You admired her near 6-foot tall body; her straight brown hair reached her mid-back, she had gorgeous piercing blue eyes, nice fat lips, perfect and pale skin, great slim body, and some F-cup tits pressing into your body. She was what you wanted right now.

You attack her neck with your mouth and make her moan with pleasure, as you also slowly remove her panties. You feel the heat generated from her snatch and already it was wet in anticipation. You grip her hips and use your strength to lift her by the thighs, resting her pussy right against your hard cock.
Tayla giggles, “Oh Fuck. My French lover is a strong stud who is going to fuck me in his powerful arms. Oh take me now!”

You take over to the wall in support and slip your powerful fat cock inside of her. Her head rolls back as she cries out in pleasure, “OH BLOODY HELL THAT’S AMAZING!”

You then thrust your hips and feel your dick emersed in the tight warm cunt of Tayla. You give a grunt as you increase your repetition. You smirk as you see her look right into your eyes as she pushes hair out of her vision. She pulls close into your body, and sticks her tongue down your throat, as she also grinds her hips harder against yours. You love how eager this girl was and you can already feel her whole body temperature heat up, as she is already getting close to a climax.

“OH FUCK, Oh Fuck, oh fuck!” She says with every breath, throwing her head back ever so often, rubbing your arms. Suddenly her muscles contracted followed by a shudder, your dick was submerged into her warm flowing juices.

You realized that you could have her going for hours like you did with your twin girlfriends, but you felt that you were too powerful to spend to much time with one girl, no matter how awesome her accent was.

You let her down on to her knees and arch your back, your fat cock right at her face, as you bust a nut. Three consecutive blobs of cum splash onto her cheeks. She just looks up and gives a mischievous smile.

“Oh my god I have never let a guy cum in my face... You are amazing! But...” She looked around your place and felt the cooling cum on her face, “I am starting to suspect this isn’t a dream...”

You sit down beside her, chuckling, “Nope this is more of a case of some dude getting the powers of God or something.” You then quickly summarize what had happened in the last 12 hours, and you found Tayla was taking it quite well.

She takes the smoke you offer and you both lite up. She exhales a thick cloud of smoke, “So that is cool and all, and I love that this crazy piece of magic picked me, since I was bored and all. But there is something I can’t understand... Well actually two things, like how the hell this thing works?! More importantly who would sell something like this?”

You spin the locket around, inspecting that red thing in the locket, “Maybe it only works for me?”

She looks at you, “Well there is only one way to find out...”

“Hold on,” You grip the locket, “I wish that Tayla can not use this locket to wish for selfish purposes.” You then hand it to her.
“Well you just take the bloody fun outta everything!” She winks and kisses your lips again as she grabs the locket, “Okay here we go, I wish _____