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I could not discount the possibility that they had done so because they could sense the magic or the evilness of the sword. Maybe if I knew for sure the power in the sword was dormant I could have taken the chance to walk by the holy altars, but the power of the sword could hardly be dormant if was transformed by magic. Walking into the holy site grounds with a mysterious long package wrapped in a carpet, also seemed like a very bad idea. One option would have been to send Elenore along on her own, but I suspected I would need to stay close to give her instructions if she found a target to bribe. Actually there was also the danger that the holy people might sense the unholy child desi growing inside her. I needed to be close if there was a need to arrange a rescue. All things considered I guessed the chance for Elenore’s indian to go undetected was better than mine. Most likely the child would be hidden by her own natural aura and thus the best option seemed for me to wait outside the gates with the sword transformed into a magic cock so that would make it porn harder to spot. The sword transformed to magic cock might be a really large cock, but not so large that I could not hide it below my clothes. There would of course be a telltale bulge but it would be less noticeable than a long carpet roll. Wrapping the carpet into a smaller package would make it far less noticeable. The autumn weather was surprisingly good here down by the coast as I pulled my linen pants down to expose my pussy. In front of me I had the huge dildo handle, but mature honestly I was all tensed up and nervous. I tried to relax as I prepared myself from pushing the dildo inside me. To be honest I dreaded using the transformation magic due to the mess last time. I had become so lethargic from exhaustion that robbers could abuse me until I fainted from exhaustion. “Need assistance?” Elenore asked with a playful tone in her voice. That settled tits it, I pushed dildo into me as quickly as I could. The metal was cold as it entered me, or maybe not as cold as usual. Could it be true that I was close enough slut for the sword to detect the presence of Carmen Elisa? When I got enough of the dildo inside me it became animated. The metal dildo twisting in a fashion impossible for any real cock that ever have entered my sex. I enjoyed the feeling as I pushed more and more of the dildo into me. It seemed impossible that my poor little pussy would fit the metal dildo, but by now I trusted the magic and kept pushing more of it into me even if it felt like I would tear apart. Finally I took all of it into me and felt the strange sensation as the sword turned into magic cock. "It's Alice and Darlene with five guys wearing uniforms from the sheriff's department!" She clawed at my back, her spine arching from the ground, her chin tilting so that she could howl mindlessly to the rafters above. “How unfortunate. Jeff stood looking at the upside down 16-year old teen's tits wide spread groin with a half empty tube of tooth paste in his porn hand. 
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