Izial set his arms on the thickly padded arms of his chair and felt his tail twitch a couple times from the intense pleasure that the creative young woman stirred up inside him. “We’re in Hell right now, right? XXX Hot “As you wish, my prince.” She responded with a wink. “Oh, is that what that was?”
“Mhm.” She giggled at his stunned expression, and then groaned. His body was beautiful, carved from flawless stone and dusted in silvery ash. She excitedly spun around, making the long skirt flare out in a fluttering circle. A large silver mirror stood in between them while a thick round table sat firmly in the center of the room. As he rose to his feet, she scooted out of his way and stood up as well.




















