The cry that came from her was filled with pain and delight, and the sob that wracked her chest bore a similar duality. It fell into a thoughtful expression for a moment, then it slowly widened to a wonderous smile. Sex We were the embodiment of ideas, those most prevalent in the cognizance of early man. She reached the crease of his cock, her eyes locked with mine, and then she dropped. Her bottom lip trembled below wide, mindless eyes, and her chest heaved with desperate intakes. Our attraction was detestable, our intentions were repulsive, but our desire was greater than it had ever been before. Vita was staring at me, his eyes half-lidded and wild, his arousal stirring between his legs. It ran through her, then stopped with a smack of crotch upon cheeks. She was skinned in gold, with hair and eyes just as garishly lustrous, and a body whose supple curves were meant to evoke avarice. “Corruption?” Joy scoffed back. Her bottom lip trembled below wide, mindless eyes, and her chest heaved with desperate intakes. “Mother?” She asked, her voice unsure. We liked our new skins; we liked them immensely.
