You hold a large fan in your claws. Bokepindo The memory of a hot tongue licking over my wounds and leaving a burning mark flashes through my mind. And you will love it as soon as you have thrown off the shackles that hold you in this body. Your closeness alone makes me hot, and the stranger’s presence fades into the background as I feel you close to me. The cross in my back breaks like a single match. My breath quickens. My left shoulder is burning. You love to fuck me in fire. He sounds shy and fearful. Someone comes into the room and approaches us. The prince of fire that you are and your queen, who is awakened by pain and fire in my human body.
