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WITH THE CORNER OF HER CERULEAN EYE LOOKING PAST HER SHOULDER to the machine behind her figure, things began to become more of a pain than previous moments. It wasn’t any embarrassment at all showcasing her body to the other man, the bluenette never been self-conscious at all about ANYTHING of her character, it was the hassle getting out from the massaging jets & heated temperature of the water just to accompany herself with a drink. A small sigh escaped her lips, picking herself up from the seat she sat within the water, & turned to get her desired liquor the individual across from her didn’t even dare to invite her to.
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AN ENLIGHTENED GLOW colored his face in a shade that resembled a flaming hot jalapeno; mostly due to the high temperatures of the water. the corners of his lips contorted into an upward curve. the faint cloud of hot air barely blurred his vision as he peered forward at the pleasing sight of the other’s rear. although subtle, the warlock could easily pick up on the other’s intentions. what a vixen, he thought. a world of pleasure was compressed in the form of a curvaceous, round rear. the sight even had someone of his stern composure allured. a tongue slithered from coast to coast of his full-figured lips. the more the swordswoman bent, the more he could see beyond the two large cheeks bulging from her frame. beads of water descended the course of her tanned complexion, reaching its end at her pussy. beyond that was another sight to behold; the sight of the sword queen’s anus. similar to her other sexual organ, the hole appeared tight-- as if it had never been trespassed before. she dared, an act of revealing that was seen as tributing oneself. for that, he complied. ❝ .. YOU’VE NEVER LEFT ME SPEECHLESS, BUT. . IF YOU INSIST. . ❞ BEYOND THE SHADOW that was cast from beneath the cloud of smoke was a massive figure that arose from its seat. strong, bulking muscles moved at a sluggish pace, adjacent with his frame. just above the surface of the water was an outward extending figure, around the length of eight inches of so. cloaked in a veil of water that eventually returned to the boiling water below, the length was revealed to be his sexual muscle. slowly, he approached the other with an ever-extending grin. the tyrant stopped just inches infront of the bluenette, reaching just over her shoulder for the glass and bottle to pour his drink. large digits slowly and steadily poured the alcoholic beverage in his glass, a time that he was sure felt like entire moments to the other in the face of his massive size. FOR HER, it may have very well been the most exciting moment of her life, BUT FOR HIM, it was just a tuesday.

















