Ling rocked herself as fast as she could, listening to the wonderful sloshing insider her juicy body till she creamed herself in a blissful orgasm. She cooed softly as her body grew very warm all about, to which Ling was very glad about. Even when the bitter chills of the wind flowed by, her blue flesh didn't register its icy effects. But it did leave Ling in near pitch black night as her fire flickered to dangerously small embers. She had to, once again, think quickly on her groin. Not much was in the way for kindling, save a branch or two from a dying tree. The cardboard lying in heaps nearby was fairly dry towards the center of the stack, perhaps that would be helpful.
Ling had little time to decide, her fire pining away every second she remained on her stable crotch...
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