Forbidden Taboos : Steamy dark stories
I'm not even working on her stomach just yet, or her chest, or her arms or the way her eyes gleam even through all this frigid mask.
It's all disdain and hatred, the endless annoyance at being pulled down from her throne. I want to break it. I want to rend every part of her down to the base snowflakes and then bend the snowflakes over and make them cum so hard she passes out. I can do that. I will do that. She'll do the same to me. I hit the halfway point down the ramp. The rest of the backstage staff realizes that I have not been introduced. They all know me anyway, but the ritual must have its step.
"Introducing," says the celestial announcer, "KIRAAAA VEEEEX!"