Despite her folded wings, he recognized her rare beauty… imagined that which she kept hidden.
With soft whispers, he approached her, careful not to frighten.
His lips coaxed hers open; his tongue taught hers to dance.
He witnessed her first flutter when his fingers stroked her center. She was transforming…
Hunger ravaged her. Spreading wide, she craved him inside her. His fuck illuminated her!
With wings colored with confidence, her arousal carried her to ecstasy. She soared with her newfound freedom.
Would she return?
Yes.
For she coveted the safety of his net woven with trust, understanding, and passion.
