Yaya!
I know you love me...I'm amazing. A work of art..sculpted perfectly by the hands of the best artist.
I'm worshipped among peasant.

They kneel and kiss my feet... But you...you kneel and kiss my lips,the lips below. Creating amazing sensations soaring through my body.

While trying to control myself and not give in easily, you make it harder...thrusting deeper...faster...cumming each second.

You make me feel like the goddess I am.

I love you Oracle.

But I am an oracle , you know, beyond human thinking and Ideology , I am a tool of mythology , they probably learn how to be like me .

I cherish every goddess of your like , your specie are clearly different and neatly above others in all ramifications.

I am being worshiped too , but you had merited my loyalty.