Dangerous Pleasures
Betsy said, thoughtfully, while she worked me up and down.
It took me a moment to realize she meant the heat of my ejaculate, and not anything else.
"There's not much I can do about that," I said.
"No, I know," Betsy said, "I just feel that with the hugging and kissing. Now this. We're so close to solving this puzzle, I swear."
"Have you tried using the boomerang together with the torch and the bombs?"
"Well, clearly I've found the Master Sword," Betsy said, eyeing my dick. Her face turned super serious. "I want to be warm. For one day. Is that really too much to ask?"
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