The hammock creaked and groaned as I swung back and forth, his cock sawing in and out of my depths. Big cock I shrugged. Please. I licked my lips, eager to kiss my lover and… Faoril’s breasts jiggled as she drew back the cane, a wild lust in her eyes. But I wanted to fuck them. More black stripes appeared across her body, staining brown skin, as her head finished transforming into a tiger’s. The woman let out a purring moan, her body shuddering. How could I not fall in love with her? I could wrap her up in air, gather water from the atmosphere and bind her, animate her sheets to tie her, or even send my magic into her mind and dominate her, turning her into a puppet like I had with Relaria. “It’s out there in the Halanian Desert,” Sophia purred.
