fanning the flames

Frey Beholders beware, there are no safe words "I doubt even you could handle me, sweet thing," Frey purred, a pink tongue darting out to run across their teeth. This certainly was a little firecracker, and what was more fun than teasing? Especially given Edrei's visions of them. Indeed, Frey would follow her gaze down (down, down) to their assets, deft fingers following the path their eyes had taken. And as they touched the thick, hard cock she had imagined, Edy would feel it too - feel it as though it belonged to her already. Frey let out a sigh that might well have been a moan. "Is that what you would like, sugar? Nature is always willing and eager to provide. You need only say please."