LUSTRONOMICA: WILD CRAVINGS
The water enveloped her like a lover’s embrace, soothing aches from the fight she hadn’t even realized she had.
“Hold still,” the taller one growled, dunking Milana’s head under. She surfaced sputtering, golden hair plastered to her curves.
They scrubbed her relentlessly, coarse sponges lathered with herbal soap that smelled of pine and wildflowers, scraping away dirt, blood, and sweat from every inch. Milana hissed as they worked her arms, her back, her full breasts, the sponges rough against her sensitive nipples, sending unwanted sparks through her body. “Filthy beasts,” she snarled, but her voice wavered as the heat soaked in, relaxing muscles against her will.