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... lack iron throne carrying the insignia of Noctem.
Heated moans echoing for more, I dug deep into her womb till sweat dotted her back and her liquid, clear as a diamond, dripped over the ground, clouding my mind with its enthralling scent.
"Master," She moaned with a sharp hiss of her breath. "I'll~I'll~I'll~make~you~melt."
There was a hint of a challenge in Zanris's tone as my fingers trailed up and down her spine dotted with an intricate design of scales over her cinnamo ...
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