Whether it was the deep ravine of white, gorgeous flesh, or her toned and soft belly, or the faint outline of her shaven treasured place below… Each lit a heat that Dyon couldn't temper alone.
White flames blazed in Dyon's eyes, causing a glint of surprise in Amphorae's features. She could actually feel her holy will being amplified… But it was a supreme law! Was that even possible?! However, the truth was right before her, how could she deny it?
The moment the white flames invaded her body, the endless pleasure seemed to surge forward exponentially. No matter how elegant and refined Amphorae was, she could no longer hold back her fits of moaning. They escaped her lips time and time again, without any sign of restraint.
Under her stupor, she vaguely felt a pressure release from her chest and her hips being pulled up ever so slightly so that a small and delicate piece of fabric could slide down her thighs.
