Did some medical tests a few days ago and I'm going to see about the results today.
Heading under the dark canopy above, the elf hears the sounds of screaming from ahead of him, not just of horses now, but of men, too. He hears......
Sorry for the delays, guys. Seems like this stupid thing doesn't ant to go away. I'm still hoping to keep things going slowly
"Something like that?" Baron Reuger grins. As she opens her mouth to ask his meaning, she feels his hand come down, a loud clap sounding through...
Zendak hears a list of names and items that mean little to him yet, mixed in with the ghost's hot moans. Finally, she shakes against him, hot...
Keep getting better then worse again, but I'm slowly getting back into things.
The queen burns beneath him, skin slick with sweat, a steady pant leaving her mouth as she basks in the afterglow. The grin she flashes him tells...
Fever broke last night. Still kind of out of it, but feeling better. Should be back in business soon.
I've come down with something and am near bedridden rn, but once I'm better should be ready to finish up some endings for Adventurer's Guild
(Thanks!) Maria moans and writhes against the restraints but can do nothing as she feels the small syringe enter one breast, and then he other....
Lyudmila's tongue slides along Olena's neck, down to her chest, following the faint red marks made by her long fingernails and laying a slick...
The thugs look to each other, seeming to cotton on to the elf's implication, before hurriedly shaking their heads. "Ahem, no... We should, ah, go...
"Anything..." She groans. "Whatever...You want..."
"Well, you keep secrets for living." Lyudmila chuckles softly, scritching softly across the top of Olena's breasts until her fingertips rest at...
"And what..." The baron slides the leather of the knout slowly across her skin, letting her feel the roughness across her stomach, and then the...
"Ah...Ah...Ah...!" The queen's gasps of delight fill the room, skin caked in sweat, looking back at him with a less than regal hunger, as Eran...
Lyudmila's eyes glint softly as she gazes up at the spy, letting the Vixen climb atop her and pin her down with a minimum of fuss. Her fingers...
Benson and Maria protest but can't fight back as he gags their mouths, their complaints muffled by the thick fabric. Moving a nearby chair into...
"Those suit you." Lyudmila utters as Olena bares herself - though frustratingly her tone is so neutral that Olena can't quite judge whether it's...
"H-Hah...Hah..." The queen pants, her gorgeous skin covered in a shimmering layer of sweat. "We are pleased to see you're capable of going again."...
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