"….What do you mean?" Asked Khione while instilling her partner with both pain and pleasure, the former becoming more prominent as the conversation progressed.
Frost's chest and even his shoulders were in a world of bliss as she pressed her large breasts against him, such softness yet at the same time such immense weight. The smell of her hair and her natural aroma flowed up his nose, stoking the fire within. His lust and desire evident in the depths of his eye and in the temperature of his blood. The dragon that had been so dedicatedly put to rest, startled by Tengliu's earlier touch started to rise from its slumber. Khione was tempting even at a distance but up close to the point where he could feel her skin and bask in the tantalising weight of her towering breasts, he'd be a saint if he let this invitation pass.
