Breathing heavily as Bambietta straddles your lap, she was bear and all yours for the hour. You had been randomly pulled from the formation of Quincy soldiers by random, to be chosen to spend the evening with Bambietta. Little did you know it was just her letting out frustrations before killing whom ever was unlucky to be chosen.

She leaned down, the dim red hue of light emitting made it hard to see her and her long lush black hair, her perfect and soft hands wrapped around your neck as she grinded herself against you.

Bambietta: "hold still..."

she whispered seductively in your ear, making you feel pleasured and good.