I know I promised you flying sex, but I like this little scene, too, and it comes first. So, flying sex will come next week. 🙂
Using his own belt, Pyro has tied Qenna’s hands to the bee-hive-shaped monkey bars in the playground and relieved her of her clothes.
With his amused eyes rolled up to look at me, he slid a thick icicle over my breast. He’d wrapped the pointed end in a few strips of cloth, probably to insulate it from his touch. As the ice succumbed to my heat, the cool melt-water trickled down my stomach.
I whimpered when his hot tongue lapped up the stream in one long stroke that ended on my nipple. The intense arousal hardened it further.
As he knelt before me like a fallen god with wings spread wide, he nudged my feet apart with his knees.
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Coming November 23, 2011