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The Queen of Nought

Divided not only by land but blood. Mircea and Urban are playing a dangerous game of power and love. The King of Slyve has taken ill, it has almost been a month. Everyone knows he is a lost case. But crown princess Faustina has other plans. When she finds information on a special Witcher, she sends her little sister on a quest. To save her father, Mircea must bring the Witcher back home.

TanishkaMali · Fantasía
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Congenial to-day

Urban's eyes were wide as saucers, nearly hanging in the hollow of his face. Sure, they had cuddled with each other naked two or three times, sure Urban had licked every drop of juice from her deliciously pink pussy, however Mircea standing in front of him with those big doe eyes, in nothing but a towel telling him she wanted a tasted of his dick had him hard in a second. 

"What did you say?" He drew out with excitement flowing through his body.

Mircea laughed at him, "I caught you, Saints." She cleaned the fake tears from her eyes.

Urban groaned loudly, "Okay, it's alright." He tried to subtly adjust his dick below his towel. "Oh" Mircea was staring blatantly at his size, which was peeking out of the towel even after Urban had adjusted it. 

"This is what you just did to me." He sighed, he would need to get off if he wanted the hard-on to go. 

"Will you give me a minute?" He asked Mircea for privacy.