EDREI
Edy is laying sprawled across the roof of the sex-house as if she'd been dropped from somewhere very high up. With her arms and legs splayed, the Rapacious is currently glaring up at the stars as if she might be able to will them to fall and crash down upon her. 'Fucking fuuuuuckkkk!' She sings out cheerfully, giving the cloudless midnight sky two middle fingers before letting her willowy arms flop back onto the roof.
Having already lived in a society on the verge of war once, this all felt like deja vu to the Rapacious. Only in the Grounds everyone wasn't horny as fuck given they were on the verge of potential death, and there was no Zariah to boss her about. Other than that, it all seemed a bit par of the course, which was, in a word, boring as all fucking fuck.
Dressed in a black leather bodysuit and looking sleek as a cat, Edy runs her fingers up her body, touching the bulge of her penis and then the two humble mounds of her breasts, feeling absolutely nothing at all stirring when things really ought to. A shooting star streaks brilliantly across the sky, to which Edy responds with a hearty "No one gives a shit."
Having already lived in a society on the verge of war once, this all felt like deja vu to the Rapacious. Only in the Grounds everyone wasn't horny as fuck given they were on the verge of potential death, and there was no Zariah to boss her about. Other than that, it all seemed a bit par of the course, which was, in a word, boring as all fucking fuck.
Dressed in a black leather bodysuit and looking sleek as a cat, Edy runs her fingers up her body, touching the bulge of her penis and then the two humble mounds of her breasts, feeling absolutely nothing at all stirring when things really ought to. A shooting star streaks brilliantly across the sky, to which Edy responds with a hearty "No one gives a shit."
"Go fuck yourself."
"Fuck me yourself, you coward."
"Fuck me yourself, you coward."
