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21Sextury Anal Pleasure Before My Photoshoot She never spoke of what she endured. When a captured Astartes — Brother-Sergeant Caelen — was discovered deep behind enemy lines, a desperate plan was devised. Xnxx In the grim darkness of the 41st millennium, where war consumes entire systems and faith is often the only armor left, there are souls who embody the Imperium’s most harrowing truths. “This has never been done. But in a galaxy that grinds even saints to dust, her greatest act of service would come not from battle — but from surrender. Not metaphorically, but literally — enduring unbearable physical and spiritual pain to smuggle salvation through her own flesh. Roxy volunteered without hesitation. Roxy volunteered without hesitation. Her pride shattered. She endured, because there was no choice. “They will hear us.”

There was no time. A vessel. The heretics believed she was a captured missionary — a discarded Sister cast off by the Ecclesiarchy. Epilogue: The Silence of Saints

Roxy was later recovered alive — barely. She lay on the cold stone floor on her side and forced the leather belt back into her mouth. Still sealed.”

He said nothing. Nothing could prepare a body for this. Power returned with a low, reverent hum. Caelen, grim and silent, began the extraction. With no secure means of delivery, a vital power core was to be transported in the most covert and unthinkable way: hidden within the body of an unarmed Sister. He only looked at her — truly looked — and understood what she had done. Verena whispered prayers as she worked — half to comfort Roxy, half to steel herself.