It was a strange feeling. Your whole live you knew nothing but snow. This room was bigger than any structure you had been in before. Now cracks in the roof, just some windows which were supposed to be there opposed to being there on accident. You kept starring at the reflection. Your hands, no longer covered in gloves, trailed along side the curves of this golden bronze beauty. You had seen giants, hairy men, young women. But none with skin like this... you just couldn't get enough of feeling this skin. You reached the breasts which seemed so sensitive. You squeezed the nipples. Hard, but not due to the cold. This was all so strange. Between your leggs you lacked your usual member and instead a wet slit appeared when you spread your leggs apart. You got curious and moved your hand there. An electric pulse shot through you. Why does it all feel so good....
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