Wake up!”
Sprockfuddle took his eyes off Cadwarra’s nice big Wood Elf tits and looked up at her pretty face. Xxnx Please? Cadwarra was pressed right up against the bars, too. Then she concentrated on the memory of the sergeant’s son’s magnificent cock going in and out of her all night. If not, how would she explain it to Falco? Normally, after they had changed a female prisoner into her prison clothes she would have been kept in the jailor’s office for some ‘interrogation’ while everyone had a turn at enjoying a good time with her. You were surely within your rights to take him. “You hear that, Wood Elf? Instead, his small, laughable cock had failed him again. With no other option, Cadwarra repeated one of the standard heal spells again, knowing a second ministration of the same spell would have negligible effect. “Maybe too lazy
