Translations:Codex: Satyr Slave/89/en

Morning finds you adorning your robes with particular care, making sure nothing is amiss. You don’t even really take conscious note of the way you inspect yourself in the mirror, brushing your hair and adjusting your posture to accentuate your bust and ass. If only you had something fancier to wear. Then again, Yenn probably wouldn’t even notice. He’s only interested in what’s under your clothes, after all. Or your mouth. You lean into the mirror and pout, showing off your fine, plump lips. Perfect for wrapping around a big, fat, satyr cock. You let your tongue play out of your mouth and think about washing it over his bulging cumsacks before you pull it back in. There’ll be enough time for that later.