FYOP/Scenario Chamber/A Night at the Opera/0256
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You kiss Pamina’s soft lips, easily lifting her sheer dress and casting it aside where it gently flutters to the stage below. Her lush body practically glows as you pull her to you, her curves soft and yielding under your caress as her delicate hands explore your body in turn.
With your limbs intertwined you fall to the dais, Pamina rolling atop of you, taking you inside her with a sharp breath. She sits up, flipping her golden hair over her freckled shoulders and abruptly begins to sing.
“Oh gods, what bliss!” her voice rings out, gently riding you, her tender motions matching the fluctuations of her aria.