She glanced over her shoulder- her gaze lingering on the forbidden.
Her heart pounded- a thrilling rhythm against her ribs.
The BadOnion world was calling- a siren song of pleasure.
He watched her- his desire a tangible force.
This was a game they both craved.
Her lips curved into a wicked smile.
The Lost Toy was about to be found.
Every touch- every glance- fueled the fire.
She reveled in the delicious anticipation.
The comic pages came alive.
Diana- the glory-hole slut- knew no bounds.
ProjectH0 was just beginning.
The pleasure was undeniable.
She led him deeper into her world.
A new adventure unfolded.
He was hers for the taking.
Diane Foxington watched- intrigued.
This was far more interesting than any bad guy.
The night was young- and so were their desires.
Every touch- every sigh- a promise of more.
