Thoughts of the pale demon haunt me as I gaze at the white fog of the Helisbod.
'I love you.
Her docile voice whispers false promises as her hands gently roam my back, wrapping her thick legs around me as I'm plunged so deep in her wetness I don't know when my body starts and hers ends.
'Do it for me'.
Her twitching hips beg me, her warmth tightening around me in rhythm as I pull her hair back and take my fill of the skin above her breasts, working my way down until I am licking, plucking, and rolling each nipple in my hot mouth for what seems like forever.
Each taste draws a throaty growl, Heela's voice reaches different octaves as she feels our skin pressed together, as she feels me throbbing inside her.
'Do it... do it for me'.
