I pounded my naughty girlfriend hard – her huge tits bounced wildly

Her fingers danced in the air, complex patterns that moved so quickly the naked eye could barely see them. “Good thing you’re a natural then. Bangbros The blue blood that seeped from his wounds told me that the high-elf skin he wore was but a biological costume. On a scale of one to five, how good am I at torture?”
He didn’t answer. I frowned. My thighs clamped around her head, and I wrenched in reaction to the sensation that surged through my pelvis, into my belly, and up my spine. I don’t ask any fucking questions. My elbow gave out, and I carried him up and over with my knee, sending him crashing above my head. Have you ever been in love?”
A tear rolled down his cheek as he stared at the ceiling. I am happy for you, you know. I marveled at the circular clean stump left in its wake, marrow leaking from the circular bone, then I plopped the thumb away, and continued my soliloquy once he was done screaming. “That one passes through.” I told the custom’s man. It was only when we were back in our clothes that we could reliably keep our hands to ourselves. Since you can’t really play the victim, your only other option as the antagonist is to play the competitor, and make them prove their worth as men. The Noble Court is my game, and I refuse to lose it.