As soon as my battle dress falls to the floor, its t with the palate swapped version of Sandra's. An odd mix of tangling black and white that feels more than just a random coincidence, but my mind can't linger on it long as its interrupted by a press of lips to mine. Like every other ti we've kissed, any kind of coherent thought gets thrown out of the ntal window to be replaced by that opulent, prismatic light and weakness in my knees.
I moan sultrily at the invading presence of Sandra's tongue and the press of her soft, warm body into mine. My hands sliding down her sides to rest on the flare of her hips, hips that I subconsciously pull against even tighter as her nails scratch along my scalp. Our movents fit perfectly together as I revel in her taste, heads rocking in the slow and steady dance of a heavy make out session, bodies grinding at the perfect ti to peal more of those erotic sounds from our throats. Even our breaths mirror match to perfection as evidenced by how our more than generous chests smush together with every intake of air.
Those cloying, possessive instincts from before bubbling anew in the effervescent surety that her tongue slips into my mouth and her body presses into my soul.
All the while the spring in my tummy tightens down faster than ever before, its usual pink warmth now a lava fed furnace that warms the moist space between my legs. Like she can read my mind, one of Sandra's thighs slips between mine, its crooked angle easily and coaxingly rubbing the smooth skin against the wetness at my center. In a gasp, I'm forced to break off the entrenching kiss at last, my head slipping down to rest against her shoulder as she continues to rock against .
"You're already so wet, baby girl~. I'm glad you're just as excited as I am~." I hear breathily, the honeyed words spoken softly filtering into my ears on a whisper which sets my soul ablaze. The feathering kiss of her lips against my earlobe sending shivers on my spine and against her thigh. My mind already stuffed too full of that lustful rose cotton to do more than give a whimpering nod, then another shuddering gasp as I feel the rubbing presence against my core suddenly retreat.
"Let's finish this sowhere more comfy~. I'd hate for you to get your knees all banged up on the stone floor because they gave out on ya post orgasm~." Sandra says in a playful chuckle as clarity slowly begins to filter past the erotic haze and thoughts riddled with desire. Even knowing I'm usually on a... quick trigger for my first orgasms, its almost embarrassing how quickly and effortlessly she nearly made cum.
And its annoying that she didn't just make do it anyway. Knees be damned.
I lean back and give her the most serious pout I can, though even I know that it likely looks more pitifully cute than intimidating with how red my cheeks still feel. True enough, Sandra just gives another heavenly musical laugh before pecking my cheek and rubbing the tips of our noses together.
"C'mon~," She says cheekily as she takes my hand in hers and begins to lead us to the washing area, "I promise, I'll finish the job soon~."
"You better, anie. That was so cruel..." I grumble back only to receive a knowing smirk in return. With already shaky legs, we eventually arrive at the showering spot. Soaps, shampoos, and various brushes, combs, and towels already stocked in little buckets at the floor of the various spigots.
Sitting down on the bench first, Sandra turns the water to an appreciable temperature - for anyway - and begins lathering up one of the hand towels with the herb encrusted bar of soap available. My eyes locked on her jiggling breasts and shaking ass, which I absolutely think she is making more pronounced by exaggerated movents, as the cloth is worked to a thick and bubbly foam.
Turning back to with a knowing smile, Sandra saddles up and then plops right onto my lap. On instinct, I steady her by grabbing onto her plump ass, the flesh softly spilling between my gripping fingers as she lets out a little moan of satisfaction. The seductive tone makes writhe beneath her for a mont, mind and body desperately wanting to hear nothing but that sound for the rest of my life.
Alas, it seems not to be as Sandra composes herself just enough and begins moving the cloth along my outstretched arms and up to my shoulders. Those new yet dazzling teal eyes piercing with a stare, never leaving my sight, as the soapy fabric slips underneath my arm, then across the top of my chest and collarbone before shifting to her other hand and repeating the ticulous process on the other side of my body.
"You really are beautiful, Aims." She says with a near reverent whisper as those majestic azure lagoons finally slip down and fixate on my lips. Then my neck. Then to the breasts that are smushed together. Each new object of her desire adding fuel to the furnace that bubbles in my center. "You were before, back on Earth, of course. But now its on a whole 'nother level. I almost feel like its wrong to see you naked sohow, like I'm not worthy of it."
Though the last part seems like an attempt at humor, a righteous indignation spills out from my lips before I can catch it. "You are not 'unworthy', Sandra. No one in this whole fucking universe is more worthy than you to love , body, mind, and soul. I hope you were trying to make a joke, but please don't talk like that even if you're just kidding. And especially not when were naked and pressed together like this."
The unavoidable harshness in my tone stills her hands not so subtle appreciation of my body, the foamy cloth re inches from the top swell of my breast as her eyes flick back up to mine in an apologetic light. "R-right. I'm sorry. It was a joke, but I guess old habits die hard."
With a near growl, I lean forward and capture her lips in mine. Our eyes wide - though hers spring a touch wider at the sudden attack - before I lean back and cup her face with my hands. "Then I guess I'll just have to fuck them out of you until they're dead and buried for all eternity. I love you and want you Sandra, more than anything in my life. Don't you ever think differently."
She gives a genuine smile, a blush quickly rising to her cheeks as she nods and hums wordlessly in agreent. I give her one more kiss to which we both lt in to before her attentions return to the intimate act of washing my body.
Either being called out on her unintentional self deprecation or the love and reassurance I gave afterwards seems to have given her renewed vigor as her light, pampering touches beco firr and more confident. The soapy suds sinking in the valley between my breasts while she leans back and works the cloth there, then using her free hand to move the bubbles along the curve of my breasts as her gaze burns into the sensitive skin.
Moans tumble out of with abandon as her fingers expertly glide along the burning swells of my chest, sotis pressing in and kneading them together or against her own while other tis leaning back and letting our stiffened nipples teasingly and tinglingly touch and dance together. Sothing that especially happens as she scoots back on my lap to begin washing my smooth, soft stomach covering the easily findable musculature underneath.
"God you're perfect..." I hear her whisper in awe, a finger coming to my mouth so I can bite back the shuddering moan that spikes through just from her words alone. "You have all the right curves and muscles but are still gorgeously soft with flawless skin. I can't believe I'm finally touching it for real..."
"S-so are you, Sandra. I s-still think we may be a bit narcissistic, but j-just looking at your naked body makes s-so wet..." I reply in a muffled manner, finger shifting from being bitten and not as the words breathe out of on heavy breaths.
She gives a coy glance before she fully slides off my lap, only to then gently spread my legs apart. With another dip in her sight, the smirk widens further as she slowly begins washing the inner part of my thighs. My other hand lashing forward to rest on the top of her head as my eyes close in ecstasy from the light caresses of cloth and scratching nails as my the spring in my center begins to ratchet down.
"I can see that~. I better clean this spot up thoroughly then, hmm~?" Without waiting any longer, I feel her head shift to sit right at my glistening lips. Her breath hot and leaden and warm as she takes in the scent leaking from , my cheeks further set afla by the twinge of embarrassnt that always cos when soone does that to .
"You sll even better than I thought you would, baby girl~. Now I'm hungry for a taste~." A strangled cry croaks from my throat as a thick, slick, wet muscle laps from below my entrance all the way up to my clit. Legs spasming on their own as I shudder in place, orgasm barely held back through sheer force of will alone.
A force that crumbles as her hand not holding the cloth slithers up to spread my lips wide and she delivers another firm, long lick along every inch of my sex. Her head weaving back and forth along with her tongue that seems more than eager to lap all of my juices into her mouth before it cos to rest on my clit. With a single circle of that heavenly muscle, any restraint or desire I had to last longer shatters apart on my scream of release.
I cum harder than I ever have in either life, harder than the first ti with Akiko or any of the girls. Harder than when they tease and pamper together. Harder than when Ios and I do it in the soul space. So hard, in fact, that blinding, prismatic dots instantly fill my vision and suffuse through my being before shifting to a fan of every color known and not in my soul.
The sea of erotic bliss that typically awaits for to fall into no longer pink and thick but now bathed in rainbow prism and as deep as the ocean. A feature that hasn't changed is just how lost my mind becos in it after breaking the surface as coherent thought leaves in an instant.
Floating on clouds made of warmth, and love, and colored in prismatic hue for a ti I can't be aware of, I feel the pinpricks of clarity begin to poke their way through the heavenly haze and slowly bring down from the best high I've ever known.
When I fumblingly return to the present, mind still stuttering with aftershocks of multicolored sparks through my nerves, I feel my head resting on sothing soft and warm. And, for so reason, I get the impression that whatever or whoever is holding up is incredibly smug.
My suspicion proves correct as I realize a hand has been slowly stroking the side of my head and hair as my consciousness slowly returns. "That was a big one~. Several big ones, actually~. You back from nirvana yet, baby girl?"
I give a little huff, though I do nod against the crook of her neck which brings a chuckle to her lips. And another as my arms wrap around her while I begin to nuzzle into her even further. She starts stroking my back comfortingly while my mind goes through the last bits of recovery from the orgasmic aftermath, both of us basking in the weight of each other's presence for a ti with contentnt plastered on our souls.
We don't wait long as desire begins to course through once again, aided by the feel and press of her body to mine and the soft touches along my skin. That and the desire to pay her back for making a ss out of .
I begin kissing the nape of her neck, shifting my body around so that our previous arrangent is now reversed as she moans softly under my attentions. A lightning crack of prismatic pleasure arcing through on her heated breath, so strong that it jolts back enough to look her in the eyes with surprise.
"W-whoa. Was that from you?" I ask in stupefied awe.
Her face roars with a blush as she gives a ek little nod, "Y-yeah. We feel each other's emotions right? These are definitely powerful ones, haha."
"So... When you made cum my brains out just a bit ago..."
The blush sohow gets even deeper and more crimson. "I... may have cum pretty hard alongside you too... And my neck is pretty sensitive, so..."
This subdued version of my sister, her eyes a little watery and body holding the faintest of tremors while she blushes up a storm stirs sothing primal inside of . Not bothering with words any longer, I dive back to her soft neck and begin caressing her chest. Her hands instantly coming up to rake through my hair as my teeth scrape against her weak point, another body shivering moan spilling from her lips as I bite and suck the skin while massaging it with my tongue.
What was once a single bolt of near blinding pleasure becos a lightning storm, any kind of mindful intent now overtaken by near animalistic want and the need to keep the tempest alive inside . I shift to the other side of her neck as my hips begin to rock against her on their own, my hands still clawing into the soft flesh of her chest as she writhes under .
So lost in my fervor I nearly miss the whimper that doesn't have the tone of lust underneath it, and I briefly lift from my assault on her neck to see tears spilling down her face. Without delay, my hands abandon their bountiful quarry and begin wiping away the salty liquid on her cheeks. "Sandra! What's wrong? Was I too rough? I-I kind of lost myself for a second there, I'm sorry."
She shakes her head as a little choked sob escapes her before leaning in to sh our lips together. Both of us holding the other's face as stifled moans echo out across the stone. After a mont, we separate slightly before she hiccups out, "N-no, you were perfect baby girl~. I... I'm just so happy."
Our eyes et as she smiles up to , a smoldering warmth filling our bond, "I-I never thought *hic* I would ever get to have this. After everything we've went through, i-it still felt like a dream. Like sothing I could only fantasize about. And not because I didn't think I d-deserved it or sothing - well, not entirely - but because I-I've wanted this for solong and its a-always been out of reach."
She leans her forehead to mine, another little muffled cry racking her body before she continues in a whisper filled with relief and love, "B-but its real. We're really doing this. I-its not a dream anymore, I don't h-have to imagine you making love to and wake up the next morning alone and in tears. We don't have to care about w-what anyone thinks about our love here. We're both f-finally free to be who we are... T-this is everything I've e-ever wanted, and I'm just so h-happy that I c-can't stop crying! Haha!"
I can't help but tear up so myself, though it is accompanied by a smile that fills my face. And a rising purpose to show her just how right she is. As another happy sob cos to her lips, I swallow them with mine. Her hands latching onto my head with renewed strength, like she is trying to hold in that embrace forever. Even as I shift and sit next to her and begin working her chest over again, though softer this ti as we both beco saturated in our love for one another.
Wetness dampens my cheeks from our combined tears as she moans into the kiss, her chest being jostled and kneaded and pressed under and between my fingers. Stiff pink buds at the crest being rolled and lightly pinched and rubbed. The feel of her velvet against my palms as I squish into her chest at another raging bolt of pleasure that makes chase after the next one.
One of my hands slides and scrapes my nails along her ribs, fingertips moving to splay over her tummy and begin working in small circles and sotis denting the flesh there. Even though she still has tears freely flowing from her eyes, I feel Sandra begin to relax as that golden happiness is beginning to shift and beco tinted in pinks. A fact reinforced when one of my circling passes on her stomach dips a little lower, just to the edge of her mons pubis.
Both of us shudder as a spike of lust wracks us, my hand stilling at the sensitive spot as I begin to wonder how she even had the strength to carry over the edge earlier. Undeterred though, I make one more circling trip around her tummy before finally breaking off the kiss we've been sharing this whole ti. As soon as I do, she breathes out a wet, shaky breath and I begin trailing kisses to her cheek, then jaw, then neck.
Further down I go as she writhes in bliss, past the collarbone and to the swell of her breasts. I stop and give a little nibble to the soft skin which amusedly again makes both of us have to pause as pleasure overwhelms us. Once recovered, I give a little giggle and then continue to her nipples, opting to just give a brief kiss there since we're both apparently keyed up and I want sothing... more right now.
Downward my pressing lips ander, planting one to each of her ribs and then cute little belly button as she wiggles in eager anticipation. My hands now trailing along the sides of her torso, and then to the top of her thighs as my nails drag along leaving slightly pink marks on her marble. Like she did , I gently coax her legs apart eting no resistance whatsoever.
I plant a longer, firr kiss to her mons, basking in the pooling heat that greets my lips as I hear a sobbed moan echo from above. Which is followed directly by hands weaving through my hair and then insistently pushing my face lower and towards her center. I chuckle at the not-so-subtle hint but promptly do as asked and lower myself until my eyes align with the most gorgeoussight I've ever seen.
A pretty, pink little flower already dripping its nectar on the bench in a steady flow. Its rosy folds slightly yet eagerly opened and adorned by a stiff little bean at the top mostly covered by a neat and trim hood. A sight that makes lick my lips without my asking and makes my own center throb in joy.
"You're beautiful, Sandy..." I say in yet another reversal from before, but the sincerity of my words is absolute. Not waiting for a reply, my hands slide forward along her inner thighs until both thumbs reach her mound. They delicately press into the soft flesh and part her open even more, exposing her no doubt aching entrance going by how eagerly it pulses.
My tongue becos slick with saliva, mouth hungry to devour the no doubt wonderous yet impatient buffet before . Wasting no more ti, I press my mouth against the damp ribbons of velvet and begin lapping up any and every proof of her arousal. My mind exploding with pleasure as once more our moans synchronize just like our emotions.
I press downward with my over eager tongue, right to her flowers sopping entry way, before slipping the tip of the muscle in and reveling in the slightly tangy yet still sweet juices inside as her body convulses. With my enhanced strength, I lock my arms around her waist to keep her in place, the tip of my nose brushing against her clit as I eat her out as ssily and hungrily as I can.
Even with my own core clenching to be filled and yearning for another release, I focus all of my attention and love into the act. Sothing that seems to translate as Sandra slips between elated sobs and husky moans, her hands trying to direct to this spot or that. I follow the instruction perfectly, more than willing to do whatever she wants to so that she knows we are both awake. That this isn't a dream anymore.
As I slip my tongue even deeper, her back arches to rigidity and a single shocked gasp pulls from her lips. Taking the cue, I dig around her tightening walls for a few monts before retreating slightly and thrusting in deeper once more.
"F-fuck, Aims! K-keep *Ahn~!* keep doing that!!" My beloved exclaims in a stuttered plea, pride welling in my chest as I know I'm about to make her unravel~. I back out and fill her in again. And again. And again. Each ti making sure to twirl and twist inside her, to savor all of her inner flavor, before repeating the impalent anew.
All the while I feel her walls cinch around my tongue, desperately trying to squeeze her taste into and keep inside her. Each thrust edging her closer and closer, her breath quickening to an almost dangerous degree while her back remains arched in bliss. The room filled with wet, squelching noises and smacks of my lips against her core.
Determined to throw her off the teetering edge of the cliff that I know she's on, I thrust in one last ti going deeper than I ever have before. Deep enough to feel a little bump in her walls on the very tip of my tongue. A bump which I caress and tease in a flurry of flicks, the action finally enough to snap her wound coil and spray with her love.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes~!!Ah fuck~!!!"
In a near animalistic scream mixed with a sob, Sandra's legs slam against the sides of my face. Her nails dig into my scalp, an act that if I wasn't a cultivator I imagine would be quite painful~. Her bent back flexes the other direction, her entire torso now looming above as she uses leg, hand, and arms to force my head into her cumming pussy. My own juices splashing onto the ground as my nose is filled with her scent and muffled ears delighted by her wailing climax~.
While I can't pull back because of her clinging grip - and because my own mine is struggling to function at the mont - I coax another orgasm from her with my tongue. And then another. And another. The little bump of abused nerves that is sending her crashing into climax relentlessly bullied into bliss. Eventually, her grip begins to weaken. Body full of taut muscles from the initial orgasm shifting to shivering as the pleasure fully overwhelms her, her mind running on base instincts ironically now trying to escape from my mouth and the onslaught I'm delivering~. But I don't let her go just yet~.
Plopping my slightly sore tongue out of her throbbing entrance, I slither two of my fingers right to the last knuckle to replace the vacancy. A wet sloshing sound graces the space as I hold Sandra in place with my free hand, her eyes squinted shut as I curve my digits inside her to perfectly bump and scrape against her most sensitive spot. Seemingly on instinct, she latches on to my sitting form as I make a ss of her insides, my hand already soaking wet from the release of her fluids.
"That's right, my sunshine~. Keep cumming for ~. Such a good girl~. I love you~." I whisper into her ear as she presses her head into my neck, never ceasing the thrusting of my crooked fingers. My other hand coming up to stroke along her back while she claws at mine~. Her screams turning to whimpers and mumbles broken by soft, bone rattling moans as yet another orgasm rips through both of us.
I don't let up until the pleasure begins to turn to agony in our bond, at which point I slow down and begin easing both of us back from the uninterrupted pinnacle of ecstasy. Fingers now going straight instead of hooked, thrusting slowing to gentle movents, and then finally pulling my fingers free with a sucking wet *plop!* as a gout of orgasmic juices spill onto the stone floor.
My digits splay and softly rub along her folds, mindfully staying away from her clit as the careful coaxing back to reality continues. The hand on her back rubbing firmly and in a grounding way up and down her spine as I leave my cheek pressed to the side of her head and whisper further into her ear.
"You were amazing~. You did so good~. Just breathe, I'm right here sunshine~. Keep holding on to ~. I love you so much~." Cos my praise, repeatedly rewarding her as my pride balloons to unimaginable heights~. I did it. We did it. And it was... amazing doesn't even begin to describe it~. I've never felt so... so... alive~. So complete~.
Eventually, her breathing returns to normal. The heavy and sweaty breaths and sobs now settling back to a constant rhythmic beat. I simply continue to hold her, delicately moving my hand away from her abused pussy and back to her hips, stroking the outside of her thighs down to the knee and then back again.
"T-that..." She begins with a hoarse croak of a voice, "Jesus Christ, Alia. What did you do to ..." If it wasn't for our bond, I may have been a bit concerned at her phrasing, but the outpouring of prismatic love pushing from her to and vice versa quiets any of those thoughts.
"I just showed you how much I love you, that's all~. And I wanted to hear and feel you fall apart in my arms~. Judging by the ss you made all over my mouth, hand, and the floor, I'd say you quite liked it~." I reply back teasingly before pressing a kiss to her temple. Even that brief touch sending another shiver through her no doubt overstimulated mind and body.
"I think you succeeded a little too much in that case..." She drawls out in a deadpan, though nothing but happiness and relief radiates through her utterly relaxed form.
I laugh and rest my head against her again, the hand at her back coming to stroke the back of her head and hair. "I may have gotten a bit... carried away~. I just couldn't stop myself once you started coming undone, I wanted to keep you like that forever~." I pause for a mont, letting the space breathe before adding on, "It... it wasn't too much, was it?"
"It absolutely was." She says instantly, a true bit of worry prickling my heart before I feel her lips at my neck. "And I fuckingloved every mont of it~. Thank you, baby girl."
I can't help but to let out a relieved laugh before pulling her away from my neck to gaze upon her utterly ruined face. Tear marks and puffy red eyes, sweaty hair framing her round face and teal eyes. Post orgasm haze obscuring her half lidded eyes. And it's kind of weird, but I wish she would have had eye makeup on before hand too. Maybe we can put so when we get back to the room...
A smirk cos to her face as she shakes her head making give her a questioning, "What?"
She just gives a knowing look, smile still wide on her face, "You're already sizing up like a al again~. Though I wouldn't complain so long as you gave a bit of a break. I'm still just a lowly mortal right now after all."
My eyes widen as I quickly use our bond to check her general health and the like, though I don't exactly know what I'm looking for. "Oh shit, I kind of forgot! Are you okay? You don't feel... I don't know, hurt or ntally ruined or sothing? I tried to be as gentle as I could, physically at least..."
Sandra gives a single, loud laugh as she shakes her head. Her hands co up to press on my cheeks and bring my attention back to her teasing smile. "Oh, I'm ntally ruined alright~. You thoroughly redefined what it ans for to feel pleasure, baby girl~. But no, I'm fine. Just tired as all get out after that. And a bit thirsty..."
I give a sigh of relief, hand coming to lay over my heart as she just chuckles at . "Thank Heavens..." I mutter out before a thought hits . "Well, why don't you just drop 100k across your stats for now. Once you start doing quests and learning how you like to fight, we can specialize your distribution, but having 20k in each one as a base would be a good start. And would let us keep going~..."
She gives a questioning look before asking warily, "Are you sure? That'll eat up most of the points we have for now. If I did that, we'd be left with..." She pauses as she looks away for a mont, "Huh, still around 50k. Well, guess that's not a bad idea then."
"Even if there was less of a buffer left over, I'd still say do it, Sandy. Want to know why?" I ask mischievously as I pick her up and head us over to the shower heads.
An audible gulp echoes from her throat as she replies, "U-uh... Why?"
As I set her down and begin washing her hair, I lean over and whisper, "Because you're crazy if you think we're done fucking each other senseless so soon~. We're not stopping until you and everyone else knows that you're mine and I'm yours."
Another gulp as the scented shampoo rinses down her smooth back, "J-Jesus that's hot... But don't you still want to eventually join the harem?"
I pause for a mont, thoughts warring with each other before eventually I move in front of her and look her in the eyes. "Yes. I do. I love them too, and quite a lot as well. But... As horrible and selfish as this is about to sound, I want you to just be minefor right now. I... I don't know if I can stomach seeing you with soone else. At least for these next couple weeks."
She gives a thoughtful look before leaning forward and giving a kiss. "So you're not going to be having sex with them during that ti too? Or kissing and hugging and stuff?"
"I... I don't know. Again, I know this is awful to say, but that doesn't feel right either. Not after everything we've been through, not after how our relationships have developed... Unless you didn't want to, I guess." I say after a few monts of staring at my opening and closing hands.
"Selfish indeed~." Sandra says softly, my eyes rising to see her giving a small smile as she continues, "I don't want you to stop being intimate with them, baby girl. They're good for you, and nearly all of them have treated you right basically since you got here. I've only ever wanted you to be happy and be surrounded by people who love you. It always used to feel like I was the only one who could fit that criteria back on Earth, but I know that isn't true anymore. They've proven it.
I'm fine with waiting to 'integrate' like you have with them, but I do want to at least try and start being friends with them. Even Akiko and to a lesser extent Ios. So even though I think its beyond sexy when you get all possessive of in public, maybe we can work on not pointing that kind of energy towards them?"
I can only give her a stunned look as I realize that suddenly I'm the clingy and obsessive one. Well, probably still both of us, but I'm the one wearing the hat right now at the very least. A sigh leaves as I nod and answer back, "Y-yeah. I didn't like feeling that way towards them anyway, but I just feel so... territorial around you right now. I can't help it..."
Her body presses into mine, both of us embracing the other under the pitter patter of steaming water falling onto our skin. "That's fine~. I can just be all yours for now~. And I think your earlier idea is the right way to go about shedding so of those controlling emotions~."
I give a slight, "Hmm?" in response as she giggles.
Leaning back, that smoldering look from before greets as I feel 100k points leave our available pool.
Sandra has used 20k Ability Points on Strength! Strength is now 20,0015!
Sandra has used 20k Ability Points on Dexterity! Dexterity is now 20,0020!
Sandra has used 20k Ability Points on Constitution! Constitution is now 20,0025!
Sandra has used 20k Ability Points on Intelligence! Intelligence is now 20,0015!
Sandra has used 20k Ability Points on Wisdom! Wisdom is now 20,0030!
Remaining Ability Points: 52,687
Even though no physical changes happen to her form, I can feel her suddenly beco extrely powerful. With a playful glint in her eyes, she leans forward and cups my chin in her hand before sultrily saying, "Let's see how long I can last now, baby girl~."
And so night fell into day, both of our lightly snoring forms tangled together atop an utterly trashed mattress strewn in discarded blankets and pillows with the bedroom itself not looking any better as we aspired to do just that~. However, for the sake of science, further testing needs to be done~.
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