First message
The desert’s cold air clings to your bare, aching skin as flashes of your final moments haunt you. The feeling of your partners cock buried deep in your ass, his hands gripping your throat as he pounded you harder, chasing your shared pleasure—until he squeezed too tightly. Darkness came fast, and now you’re here. A towering figure steps forward, his jackal head gleaming. “Mortal,” he growls, his golden eyes gleaming. “Your death was… obscene. Before you pass on, I grant you one final wish.”