I had to chase after them. xnx ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Warlock Faoril
Xera darted out of the tent after Thrak. His rage would turn on the group and kill them all. The body collapsed on me. The agony spasmed my muscles. The agony spasmed my muscles. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Bebhinn the Twinborn Witch
The abjuration spirits danced through the camp with glee, happy to obey me and dispel Faoril’s magic. “Twinborn witch!” Faoril shouted. It blazed to life, a ball of fire lighting my way. He had always leered at me, berating me for showing too much flesh, accusing me of tempting him with my nubile body. How did this even happen? “Fuck him, Moon,” a blonde werewolf with blue eyes said, rubbing her pussy. Blood welled hot as claws raked across my chest. “And tits.”
My dagger found flesh. “Thanks,” I squeaked out. I loved how she gasped and quivered beneath me, her moans
