Thinking the opposite wouldn't be inaccurate... There are many facets to me, just as there are to others. But... Thank you for looking out for me. Now, since you're so eager to order me around, how about I make you my first recruit? ๐ข
They'll think accurate thoughts. That you are a needy, pathetic, cum addicted jizz rag that gets passed around the tents late at night during excursions.
It's easier this way. You don't have to think. Just suck and bounce those hips.
ass. Now, squealing like a true boar, ass splashing around that Gautier fuckpipe.
"You're fucking ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐! ๐๐๐'๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐'๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐'๐๐๐!"
"No, n-no, not now! Ah! ะะฝะฝ! ๐๐๐๐- ๐บ๐๐ณ!"
Fat white Kingdom flanks wobbling at unholy speeds. The indecent sounds of Dimitri's squeals drowned out by his fuckflesh clapping on Sylvain's fat cock, all echoing through the cold halls. With his eyes rolled far into his -
"By the goddess. Look at you. Regurgitating my own spit because the taste and humiliation isn't enough just once."
A firm SLAP to the man's ass, Sylvain watching that pale fuck meat wobble.
"Next time I'm doing this in front of your subjects. They will learn who the-"
skull, tongue tasting the dirty tiles once again, his blessed blood made his Crest flare just to survive Sylvain's breeding. Nails clawing at the floor, leaving marks as they dragged. Feet gripping the stone below, cracking it as he absorbed every single thrust unleashed on his
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I can find men for that just fine, thank you! Grah! I wish you had asked before advertising my cratered asshole to anyone who passed by. Whatever will they think of me now?! Oh Goddess...
Your highness, this is just marketing. We need more soldiers. Not for the battle field but because not even the men we have can keep up with how ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ your regal ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐จ๐ญ ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฒ is
With a splayed tongue, Dimitri soaked up all of Sylvainโs spit like a sponge, not shifting his gaze away from the Gautier heir once. A side glance, cleaning the floor of all that flavoured spit.
Once that massive cunt breaker breached past the swollen lips of his gape, a lewd
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"You beg so beautifully, you disgusting fallen Prince. You bring shame to our people and I will show you where you belong."
He spat on the floor before Dimitri and then pressed his foot on the back of the blonde's head, forcing his mouth into the pool of saliva. His cock -
moan made the prince lose all that spit. Frothed slime dripping past his lips while his cratered ass squelched and queefed around Sylvainโs cock. He groaned, eyes squeezing in pain. Pant after pant, Dimitri breathed through every inch burying itself in his colon before
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A whine pulled out of his lungs at the same rate that fat dick dragged out of his asshole. Swollen, sticky, gaping. Clenched hard, then opening up wide, breathing, trying to feel for that missing cock.
His Highness buried his fingers deep in his soft asscheeks, stretching them
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A chuckle at the comment about his many bedded women. He missed the man's neck up to his ear. "That's why they don't stick around. Not many pussies can take this Gigantic Gautier Gaping. But you sure can. You take it like a good boy."
Suddenly, he ripped his length from his -
apart for Sylvainโs pleasure. On display, the total loss of his holeโs royal integrity.
Yelling in the lewdest of ways as his ass got spanked, muffled by the ground his face was rubbing against. Skin white as snow glowed pink, then red, the fat flesh rippling like water before
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