Betty walked into her sweet parlour, a warm glow enveloping her as she surveyed the luxurious surroundings. It had been quite some time since her last client, and she found herself growing anxious for some company. Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door, causing her to jump slightly.
"Enter," she called out, her voice trembling slightly. The door opened, revealing a tall, dark figure standing in the doorway. As he stepped inside, she could see that it was an elf, his eyes glistening with an eerie fire that sent shivers down her spine.
"Oh no, the evil dark sorcerer enslaved the innocent light elf," she thought to herself, "Making him his puppet! Now inside our little elf lives a terrible and depraved devil, his eyes are so black that it seems as if darkness itself is peering into your soul!"
Despite her fear, Betty couldn't help but notice the elf's noteworthy attributes. His body was perfectly proportioned, covered in soft, glowing scales that reflected the light of her parlour. His hair was long and unkempt, hanging just below his shoulders in a tangle of golden strands. But it was his rear end that truly caught her eye; it was smooth and round, with two plump cheeks that seemed begging for her touch.
As if reading her mind, the elf turned around, revealing a delicious, not shaved stinky ass. Betty's mouth watered at the sight of it, and she found herself unable to tear her eyes away. The elf smiled darkly, revealing sharp fangs, and then dropped his pants, exposing his golden covered pucker.
"He poops soft gold," Betty thought to herself in disbelief. "It seems unbelievable, but I already handed over a few bullion to the bank, and got a lot of money. Though first, they had to try gold for a tooth #smiling #pooping #shitting #hairy #dirty."
Betty moved towards the elf, her heart pounding in her chest. She reached out and traced her finger along his curvaceous behind, marvelling at the warmth of his skin against her fingertip. The elf moaned softly, his hips undulating back towards her touch.
"Do you like that, little elf?" she purred, stepping even closer. The elf nodded eagerly, his eyes locked on hers. Betty couldn't resist any longer; she grabbed a handful of his golden hair and pulled his head back, exposing his neck. With a shiver of anticipation, she sank her teeth into his flesh, drawing forth a deep, reverberating growl from his throat.
As their passion grew, Betty reached behind the elf and positioned herself at his entrance, guiding him inside her warmth. With a sudden thrust, she buried herself to the hilt, crying out in pleasure as their bodies merged together. The elf's hips began to move in a rhythmic motion, his golden cheeks quivering with each thrust.
As they moved together, Betty could feel the heat building up within her, a familiar twinge in her lower belly. With one final thrust, she cried out in ecstasy, her insides convulsing around the elf's cock as she released her golden treasure. The elf followed suit, filling her with his precious golden liquid, marking the start of an intense and passionate relationship between them.
