Intense Gonzo Action Featuring Stella Cox In A Prime Cups Production

“Permission granted.” I gasped back. My chest swelled with pride, and I twerked suggestively, rubbing my leaking pussy against the backs of her hands to remind her of her duties. “Let’s go back to the hut,” she whispered on my lips, “and discover the secrets of our new selves.” EVA
Everyone thought I was the regiment slut back at Castle Thorum. “There,” I panted against her neck, “requisition order filled, Ma’am.”
“Well done, Sergeant.” Faltia whispered, licking her lips with her eyes closed, “You’ve earned your promotion.”
“I think I deserve a medal for that performance.”
She answered with a concurring laugh, her voice full of satisfied exhaustion. With a cry, she collapsed atop me, her hips pumping automatically with the mechanisms of her first male orgasm, spurting load after load deep within me. She hummed in anticipation when my tip touched her tender folds. “I think so.” I smiled back,
“Are you nervous?”
I nodded. It was him when the Protaki ambushed our taskforce, and he led us to safety with black blood splattered across his warrior’s mask.