A Guiding Lantern 2
Their lips met, their bodies tangled, their legs tied. With a sigh, the hands went over the right breast to cup it, to squeeze it, to give it a firm hold as milk dribbled from it. Again, the wide tongue pushed deeper, and so did the full raging mast,...
Joining the Vermintide (Parts 1 - 3.5!)
He gasped in alarm as his fingernails flaked away, revealing bloody, glistening spaces which seared with agony as wicked black claws squeezed like birthing parasites from the raw flesh and carved deep grooves into the arms of his chair.