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Feeling the sun on his face, Eran moves through the picturesque city, travelling well trodden streets and alleys before arriving outside Calixto's. The old magic shop is unimpressive to the cursory glance - just an old hut by the sight of it - but Eran recalls Emara's words about it shifting...

"Only that Yselva goes with you." Emara leans in, kissing his forehead.

Emara steps forward, and Eran's graced with the feeling of his cheek rubbing against her soft, warm bosom as she hugs him. "Thank you." She breathes, releasing him too soon. "Now, from what you gathered at the apartment, it seems my daughter and this foreign witch are meeting up at Calixto's...

"Oh, make no mistake, it is." Emara turns to him, her beautiful features marred by a look of worry. "The demon despises our Lady. She would certainly try to destroy the temple if she was summoned. I'm more in need of your aid than I thought I was, but at the same time, I know you were contracted...

"Does it matter who it is?" The man in front glares back, his fingers tightening around the hilt of his sword. "I hear he's a spurned lover." The other man, less hostile, calls out from behind. Cerim feels his prey's grip tighten as she hears it.

Emara makes no effort to obscure or minimise the hypnotic sway of her ass, rounder and more substantial than Luthiel's well muscled rear, as she ascends the stairs ahead of him leading back to the temple. "I see you've tasted some new delights." The older woman chuckles softly, before her...

"Hmph..." The older servant masks a smirk as she begins to rub between Claudia's legs, her fingers sliding along the younger woman's labia and moving up to unveil her clit, giving the nub a firm squeeze. "I suppose you can afford to be confident, when you're a baron." The younger woman...

"Well, far be it for me to speak about my lord..." The younger servant says as her hand wipes a cloth along Claudia's scarred knuckles. "But from what I've heard, the baron has a liking for you. He usually sleeps at his desk in the study, but tonight he ordered his bedchambers be made ready...

(Thanks :) ) As Wendigo heads down the stairs, he hears a scream and two loud bangs above him. He crosses out of the building and walks against the parade, the drummers and dancing girls too enthralled in the music and the pleasure of their festivities to pay him any mind, or the series of bangs...

"Neighbour? Ah, so you're not some would be hero, here to purify this place in the name of justice or some pathetic god?" The female voice echoes through the dark as the woman beyond chuckles. "Well then, come closer, neighbour." The last word sizzles with a tone of mockery. "See what lies in...

"Hah...Haahh..." Luthiel's body burns hot against his own, sweat caking his chest and her back from where they're still connected above the water. His well used cock stirs as she slowly is raised up and off him, her inner walls clinging deliciously to his member to provide a stunning last...

The steaming hot water washes over Claudia's muck-covered body, cleaning her and easing muscles violently tensed up by time spent traipsing through the underbrush and fighting bandits. The steam rises up to envelop her face in a pleasant heat haze, as the sponges of the serving girls do their...

Plap plap plap plap The room is filled with the rhythmic slapping of flesh on flesh and the screech of bedsprings forced to their limit as Uranus takes his pleasure, thrusting inside her with abandon. All thought of restraint has deserted him as he's lost in the pleasure of her younger body...

"Defences. How many people, and what security have you got in there?" Witch grunts. "Agh! Just Maria working the shop and Benson downstairs in the basement! There's an elevator leading down into the basement!" It's got a camera in the elevator, so you can see who's coming down and get ready to...

"Baron Reuger III." The bearded man nods his head. "I met your parents once. Your mother was quite the beauty, and I see the apple didn't fall far from the tree." He grins. "Please, we've arranged a bath and some clothes for the feast, if you haven't packed anything appropriate with you."

"Answer him." Witch holds the gun against the back of the guy's head and pulls his arm back further. "I already was going to!" The thug complains. "He's an agent named Benson! He has a wife, Maria. Don't know what her deal is."

Luthiel shudders weakly, her sweat caked body rubbing against him every time he thrusts to churn the cum in her ass. "Fuck..." Luthiel pants, leaning forward.

Zendak's footsteps on the cold stone as he echoes in the dark. "You're very brave, or very stupid, little man..." A woman's voice sounds from deeper in the passage. "Take your little slaves and leave. This is my prize - and your only warning."

"W-What?" She groans softly under his constant stimulation. A little while before dawn, he hears the sound of hoofbeats coming up the road outside, before stopping outside the house. "You 'ere, elf? You bring our cargo?" A coarse sounding voice can be heard. The noblewoman looks at him. "You...