Match 03: Huatyln vs Zakhali 11a-11b (Patreon)

The amazon's body quivers weakly from the pleasure of ejaculation, causing her to lean against Zakhali's firm, yet voluptuous body. The assassin smirks, relishing in the heavy panting of her opponent and the easy win from the first...engagement.

"Mmm, that's quite fast, don't you think?" Zakhali purrs sensually. "Well...I suppose that's normal but really, I expected better than that, for a champion."

The amazon's head is down, and the assassin misses the wicked smirk on Huatyln's face entirely.

"Oh, don't worry..." Huatyln grunts amid soft pants... "Good handjob but...I enjoy...!"

Little did the assassin know her opponent didn't fight against the orgasm...no, she hungered for it from the long journey through the desert.