Open up that robe and see what's underneath
From Create Your Own Story
You yank open the Mage's robe with a rough tug, the fabric parting like a curtain to reveal her pale body beneath you. It’s a vision – flushed and sweat-slick, her full breasts spilling free, nipples taut and begging for your mouth. Her tits bounce faintly as she writhes, pressing up into you with desperate need. Her stomach flexes, guiding your eyes down to a hidden prize.
The robe hangs uselessly off her shoulders, framing her like some debauched goddess, and she grabs your wrists, pulling your hands to her tits. “Please,” she growls, as she grinds harder, her wetness smearing against your crotch. “I need it – don’t make me wait!” Her eyes are feral, locked on yours, and your cock throbs, aching to give her exactly what she’s begging for.
Do you:
