“You taste fruitier than normal.”
“I told you,” she giggled. Indian sex The pain flared every time. I couldn’t be distracted right now. My ass and cunt were flooded with hot wyvern cum. The five master mages were all different from beautiful and sultry Laorlia, only ten years older than me, to the ancient Lord-Mage Alorian, his back straight despite the deep crags age had left on his wrinkled face. I wanted to throw up. The wyvern screeched his pleasure to the night as he rammed his cocks over and over into my holes. It was warm and I brushed something throbbing inside. My heart thudded in my chest. Her arms wrapped around me and she pulled me in for a kiss. I snatched the arrow from my quiver as the wyvern leaped at me.
