Silver dollar, golden flame
Dirty water, poison rain
Perfect murder, take your aim
Dirty water, poison rain
Perfect murder, take your aim
He is going to drive her mad. He is going to break her. He is going to ruin her. Thal can feel it in every spike of her pulse, every shudder of her body, every roll of her hips. Something about Vesper might just leave her unsatisfied with every other man, leave her chasing this high again. She only faintly realizes this through the blur of her thoughts, consumed with how he makes her nerves sing.
The increased pressure of his shadow around her throat leaves her feeling every breath, making her conscious of how she gasps and moans between every intake of air, like visible proof of her growing hunger. It's so intoxicating that she groans just to feel the reverberating vibration, pleased with how it makes her thoughts fuzzy.
She's suddenly distracted by the movements of his other shadows, how they pry her apart, a pressure building against her opening. It elicits another groan as she rolls her hips and spreads her legs farther like it had been a command, begging for the shadow to go deeper, her heart racing so fast she can feel it in her fingers as they dig in the sand for purchase, finding none. It's torture and bliss all at once, her body screaming for more
And when that shadow finally pushes in, granting her wish - Thal bucks from the sand, a cry of pleasure ripping from her lips. "Oh gods - Vesper!" It shoves her right to the brink, everything in her wishing it was him - to feel the warm stretch of his cock inside her, but the thoughts are cast aside like debris in a storm when his tongue speeds up, sending her tumbling into the current of the sea below. It doesn't take long before she's drowning, losing hold of herself in the process.
Her second orgasm is blinding, a suffocatingly bright inferno of white-hot light ablaze inside her that wipes away any thought other than the ecstasy. It crashes over her body in waves that batter her senses relentlessly. She's churning in a sea of pleasure that she can't escape, riding higher with each flick of his tongue and she can't focus on any of it, overwhelmed by everything as it steals her breath and seizes control of every muscle in her body, squeezing out every drop of burning desire in a waterfall of heavenly rapture.
The increased pressure of his shadow around her throat leaves her feeling every breath, making her conscious of how she gasps and moans between every intake of air, like visible proof of her growing hunger. It's so intoxicating that she groans just to feel the reverberating vibration, pleased with how it makes her thoughts fuzzy.
She's suddenly distracted by the movements of his other shadows, how they pry her apart, a pressure building against her opening. It elicits another groan as she rolls her hips and spreads her legs farther like it had been a command, begging for the shadow to go deeper, her heart racing so fast she can feel it in her fingers as they dig in the sand for purchase, finding none. It's torture and bliss all at once, her body screaming for more
And when that shadow finally pushes in, granting her wish - Thal bucks from the sand, a cry of pleasure ripping from her lips. "Oh gods - Vesper!" It shoves her right to the brink, everything in her wishing it was him - to feel the warm stretch of his cock inside her, but the thoughts are cast aside like debris in a storm when his tongue speeds up, sending her tumbling into the current of the sea below. It doesn't take long before she's drowning, losing hold of herself in the process.
Her second orgasm is blinding, a suffocatingly bright inferno of white-hot light ablaze inside her that wipes away any thought other than the ecstasy. It crashes over her body in waves that batter her senses relentlessly. She's churning in a sea of pleasure that she can't escape, riding higher with each flick of his tongue and she can't focus on any of it, overwhelmed by everything as it steals her breath and seizes control of every muscle in her body, squeezing out every drop of burning desire in a waterfall of heavenly rapture.
I don't belong to anyone,
but everybody knows my name
but everybody knows my name
Thalassa
