Amy Martinez

a fierce passion. I held her in my strong arms, showing her that I would protect her. If she needed to flee her father and escape his abuse, I would keep her safe. By killing the bastard. I held her rose quartz body against mine, always shocked by how such a form made out of such a hard substance could feel so soft and alive in my arms. Her small breasts felt firm and real on my chest, her nipples hard. Her tongue lithe and agile as it thrust into my mouth. I missed the taste of her, the heat of her body, but... This was better than nothing. And soon... Soon we would be together. My dick, still aching from enjoying Princess Siona's asshole, pressed into Ava's belly. It quivered as she breathed. Crystals glimmered in her flesh