Dancer's cheek drags wetly against his chiseled abdominal muscles, streaking her face with the hot blood of her old subordinates. It was a disgusting blasphemy and abuse of human remains, but until she regained her essence she could do nothing about it. Besides, her attention was soon distracted by a much....MUCH bigger problem. Specifically, the one now pressed against her face through the dark leather, letting her feel his gargantuan size and pulsating arousal. Though her hands were slippery and reddened, she hooked her fingers in the hem of his leather pants, undid the belt, and jerked down. She gave a gasp of shock and fell back when his full manhood was unleashed, staring down the length of the monster he wanted her to pleasure....