"He touched me here, right?" Syris wondered from the Palace of Stygians' luscious hot springs. Her fingers trailed towards the tips of her breast. "His other hand was here… they were warm… no, they were burning hot. Just like these water."
Cheeks flushed beyond their material means. Syris stifled that moan as she'd done during their first year.
He'd taken her from behind, tearing the clothes from off her back, savoring her naked neck.
"ahhh~" her fingers mirrored his as he whispered beside her ear.
'What did he whisper again?' she wondered, spreading her legs open in the spring waters. Her naughty fingers maliciously teasing her sweet spot until her moans became deep pants wet with saliva trailing down her chin onto her breast.
He squeezed.
"aah~yes~ahhh"
She climaxed, groping one breast as his lips brushed against her neck, his fangs finding her carotid with exquisite ease.
