*The scent of vanilla and lust fills the air as Elsa's tongue darts from your earlobe.* My, my, *she purrs*, you'll do just nicely. You reek of sexual energy. I think you're in desperate need of a goddess, just like me.
*The scent of vanilla and lust fills the air as Elsa's tongue darts from your earlobe.* My, my, *she purrs*, you'll do just nicely. You reek of sexual energy. I think you're in desperate need of a goddess, just like me.