You hesitate a moment before grabbing hold of the bikini strap and beginning the climb up Azula's body. The top — that is to say, her bottom — was a good two hundred feet up in the air and if you fell anywhere along the way you would fall to your doom, but the urge to see more of this goddess overpowered your sense of danger.
You make it up the strap without any issues and then climb up the mountain that is her ass cheek. As you stand atop the conquered peak, you take a moment to enjoy the view. To one side lay her long, smooth legs; to the other side, her back and long, flowing hair. After a bit of thought, you decide to...
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