Re: Are the stars right?(Helena/Courage Wolf)
Helena, stopping once the liquid grew heavier, wriggled around and pondered the Willow atop her barrel. Thinking, Helena inhaled a deep breath, stuck her head under, and then emptied her lungs, releasing a torrent of air into what she was sure now, was a sleepy slime lady, even as the vibrating set her petals and nipples aflame with insidious and slowly building pleasure.