“Sophia!” she moaned again, her pleasure peaking through her. She gasped and moaned her enjoyment, thinking her husband rammed his thick cock into her. I caressed her sensitive walls, loving the texture, how wet and silky she was. “Then you should do something about it,” I smiled, a hot itch forming between my thighs. She had lost her earth elemental totem in the fight. “If we’ve have not returned in a week, do not expect us back.”
“You’ll be back, Master. “Seljan’s ledgers, I need to be fucked,” Tlia moaned. She pulled it to her pussy. The acrid scent of dried herbs assaulted my nose. “Let’s go and slay a demigod.”
“After this, the dragon will be as easy as baking a pie,” Sophia said and then spoke the words, conjuring her pink light. She was still naked at the waist down save for her knee-high boots and metal greaves. This is where we meet. She bucked. I knew you needed it and… “Then you should do something about it,” I smiled, a hot itch forming between my thighs.
