She strived to remember her human form. It felt alive beneath her. Mature porn The ridges of the small bodies pressed against her bare flesh, and her squirming made them press against her clit and run up and down her vulva with ripples of pleasure. It wasn’t justice at all, the artefact turned everything to… just ice. She wanted – no, needed – something, anything to touch them. Through her translucent skin she could see the crystal reach around her nipples and, suddenly, bite hard onto them in the same way that she had bit the ball. Her tongue pushing weakly against the ball. She had dressed warmly in several long robes, and as she trudged through the snow the colours of her many layers swirled around her ankles. Her tongue pushing weakly against the ball. She bit the gag instead, and like magic a wave of pleasure seemed to course through her body.
