She knew the power she commanded and it thrilled her.
Her prey was eager, longing for her every move. 
He was helpless against her alluring charm. 
The tension built with each passing moment. 
He belonged to her, body and soul. 
Every inch of her body promised intense ecstasy. 
The air crackled with desire. 
His senses reeled as she leaned in. 
This is what he lived for. 
A sweet surrender of facesitting bliss. 
He welcomed the darkness. 
Every gasp was hers. 
The definitive corporate seat of power. 
He was absorbed in her scent. 
A symphony of pleasure played out. 
The throne of desire. 
Pure Science of erotic discovery. 
A colossal embrace of deep pleasure. 
The kobold's fate sealed. 
The lion king of facesitting had won. 
