"Alright, then. Be safe." He looks like he's going to say something else, but goes back to his tent.
"The tent isn't so bad. My men are discreet, don't worry."
"Fair enough, though next time, perhaps take them? It is what they're here for."
She kisses back. "Well, it's a long way to the baltic. There's time to do plenty more of it until it feels mundane."
The men nod, and the gates to the courtyard open, letting the two lead the group out.
Kuril nods. "I've known women like that before. I have orders to return once you get there, but I don't like the thought of leaving you with...
"Very well. If there truly is a monster, it would be best not to go there in the dark and risk an ambush." He puts the men on alert. "If what you...
Morwenna sees what she's doing, walking backwards slowly to lure the man into the path of the rune. The leader dashes forwards, but can't get in...
She laughs at his grin. "No, not every time. It's only like that when both parties are good at it. Just a word of advice, though. inquisitors are...
"We handled it well enough." He puts a hand on her shoulder, the touch feeling good. "How are you doing with that sting, though?"
The brother and sister find everything packed together onto a wagon, men at arms waiting on horses next to it. Both Ophelia and her brother find...
Marguerite cries out in pleasure, kissing the crook of his neck, as he feels her tunnel grow incredibly tight, and her juices flow freely....
Only Kuril was injured in the attack, but he seems fine now that the wound has been disinfected with alcohol and fire, and bandaged. He looks to...
@Regin34 Mszczuj's sword shatters the ash haft of the poleaxe, and his horse sends the man reeling to the ground. Next to him, Boleslaw smashes...
"Well, my room is next to Adriana's, so not so well, no." Adela giggles as she helps Ophelia with her dress. "Don't worry, your secret is safe...
"Close, keep going. Ooh! Harder, I'm not going to break." She kisses him ravenously.
The knight looks confused. "Wait, what? A creature? Are you sure it's not just your imagination? And who's this?" He looks at Matthias.
She isn't stopped, the household having retired to bed by now, and makes it to her own room. She's awakened the next morning by a gentle shove....
Marguerite cries out, muffled by his kiss, before her hands take hold him and pull him down to kiss her even harder. She seems to enjoy to...
In the camp the men are passing out stew. Kuril, bandage over the cut on his chest, smirks at her but says nothing. (Don't let those dickheads...
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