Primal Beauty

"Damn girl~...Those are some sexy legs you got." 

Kafka gasped when he saw Nina pull down her pants in one fluid motion and slowly get up to reveal her beautiful long legs, which looked like a bunch of green vines intertwined together to create the most splendid pair of legs to ever exist—that would even make the most serious person want those very legs to step on them and punish them for all the sins they had committed in their life.

Whether it was her thighs that looked so thick and powerful that it looked like Nina had been practicing breaking watermelons to build those well-toned logs of hers. Her slender calves that looked like they were made for jumping from tree to tree to hunt the prey she had her eyes on. Or her feet that seemed so delicate, as if they had never even touched a crumble of soil, her legs were the epitome of what one would call 'primal beauty'.