As he was about to enter her, the head of his prick bumped into something. Sitting up she peered about in surprise that she could see or hear anything at all after the lightning strike. Kal took a deep steadying breath and nodded. Kal leaned back against the wall and for the first time since the snowstorm he took his cock in his hand and began to slowly stroke it. Looking down at her mangled hands, her surprise turned into astonishment as flesh grew and bones mended before her eyes. Staring at Kal she asked, “What on earth did you do to the poor girl?”
Embarrassed, Kal began explaining what happened but only made it as far as casting the light spell before Ikuno stopped him. He was wrapped as tightly in his cloak as she could get him without the use of her hands and had positioned him so he was laying facing the wall, hoping that his body heat would get trapped between the rock and his cloak.
