Ciri - The last night at Crow's Perch pt.2 (Patreon)
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"Ciri had lost track of how many times she had serviced the Baron and his men. It seemed ages stretched by in seconds, lost in a dazed blur of lust and sexual fluids. Her thoughts a tangled web lost in the mire as she sucked away at another cock, rhythmically bouncing in time with the energetic thrusting of the Baron below. Surely she must have taken each of them a dozen times at this point - a fitting reward for the men who had saved her no doubt.
It seemed the entire world was composed of cocks and cum - the Baron’s wild thrusting filling her mind with a small starburst of pleasure each time. A bright, white hot spark that filled her body with an intoxicating warmth. Eagerly she stroked the shafts of the men surrounding her, her tongue working the full length of a fourth as she moaned and panted in perfect synchronicity. She had a mission, of course - but in the moment all was lost, and she basked in the carnal heat of dozens of men eager to fill her again and again. "
- Story by Lady Lascivious.