32 F my Face (18+)

"COME ON! DON'T MAKE ME WAIT. I need that pussy!"

Yennara shivers above me, her skin slick with a readiness inspired from primal desire.

The smell of raw sex is in the air, and tucked under her, I'm heady from doses of it. It's a high of itself. I don't ever want to come down to earth. I don't ever want to breathe anything that isn't just this beautiful, beautiful girl poised above me. Leave me here and I might just forget to leave entirely. If I had died this way in the former world, like hell I'd have woken in Mythronos with a smile on my face—blood ready to grab the Spiritflame at first sight and wish myself back.

I stare up at Yennara.