The Lady of the Night

The woman took her hands off the bike and slowly removed her helmet. Kaisen watched the scene unfold with the kind of anticipation that made him forget he was inches away from a grisly end just moments ago.

As she pulled off the helmet, her platinum blonde hair cascaded down like a shimmering waterfall, revealing a face that looked like it had been sculpted by the gods themselves.

"Aaah~" she sighed, stretching her arms above her head, hooking one hand to the other in a way that accentuated every curve.

Her ass cheeks spread against the bike seat, a sight that had Kaisen's eyes practically popping out of his head. Her full breasts, straining against the constraints of a leather jacket that zipped all the way from her neck to her lower hips, pushed forward invitingly.