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We had won the day. Tnaflix I’d never see my daughters again. I scrambled to my feet, my head ringing as her naked breasts heaved. We were all hurtling towards our orgasms. She straddled me, her eyes blazing with furious passion. I groaned into her cunt, the pressure building and building at the tip of my dick. I groaned, my head throbbing from the impact. I shivered, remembering the words he shouted. It would be almost as dangerous fucking a berserk orc as fighting one. The anger was too wrapped around in her passion for me to follow it. “Oh, Master. Lasla crawled beneath the bench. My cock throbbed, my lusts swelling through me. I groaned and struck the sand, wheezing. Queen Athirmi stood in the royal box staring down at us, her face implacable from here. This fury built in me. He swung his sword hard at me. “You tamed me.”
“I did,” I panted, looking around for my sister. You have to yield to save me.”
I sent more lust into Solja, reminding him of how much he cared for his sister. The fury vanished from her face. She gasped as I twerked her nub around. I needed to satiate my passion. He recovered for his next attack. I groaned as more and more of her velvety bowels slid down my dick until she had taken every inch of it. He slashed at me. It wasn’t just how impossible it was to get inside his guard and hurt him. Her tongue’s wet stroke felt incredible. I want you working your bowels up and down my dick.