Golden Locks' Wet & Wild Encounter

In a house echoing with the distant hum of a storm, a blonde vixen steps into the shower, her golden hair darkening as it gets wet. The room fills with steam, and with it, an unseen presence. She feels it, a chill down her spine, and turns to find a pair of dark eyes watching her. He steps closer, his form becoming clearer, an incubus drawn to her heat. She doesn't shy away, instead, she leans in, her hands reaching out to touch his solid, spectral form. He growls, low and deep, as she traces the lines of his abs, her fingers brushing against his thick cock. He grabs her, pushing her against the cold tile, his mouth finding hers in a bruising kiss.

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