My best hook-up I ever had... was with a witch who used me for a blood ritual

I met her on Tinder and knew she was a witch from her bio, so it was no surprise when she pinned me down in cowgirl and cut my palm to use me for a blood ritual.

Bouncing on my cock like I was a broomstick, she asked if she could do the ritual, explaining that she'd need my blood. Curious, I agreed.

What is a blood ritual, I asked.

She replied: "In various belief systems, blood rituals involving 'witches' or magic use blood as a potent spiritual fuel to amplify spells, create strong sympathetic links, or act as a binding agent, often involving personal sacrifices or symbolic offerings to empower the magic. 

"While sometimes depicted in a negative or "black magic" context involving dark spirits and sacrifices of others, witches can also use blood magic for personal power, healing, or protection, and its potency is considered to be relative to the source of the blood involved."

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She cut into my palm, informing me that it was a strengthening spell to bring us even closer together on a spiritual level. The pain was sharp, but quick, and the blood poured onto my chest as she continued to bounce on me.

Chuckling, she honestly looked divine as she chanted a spell and held my palm in her hand. Then she took my palm and licked up my blood with the most devilish look in her eyes. After, she took the knife and cut her own palm, once again holding my bloody hand to mix our blood - she did ask me beforehand if I had any diseases, so she was safe mixing our blood.

Chanting some more, I could feel her pussy grip onto my cock as she continued to bounce up and down on me. 

Once she was done, I felt the need to insert some dominance, so I grabbed her and threw her down into the missionary position. Grabbing her legs, I lifted them as I thrusted inside her hard and fast. She moaned as our blood marked the bedsheets and each other.

I came into her, as she requested, all part of her sex magic spell. I was addicted to her.

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