A tribute for Lune (Patreon)

The Eulmoran soldiers are giving the fallen Warrior of Light the appreciation she deserves.

For some reason Clip Studio Paint did not record the timelapse (or I forgot). Whatever the case, I'm sorry about that!

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The soldier men around her bleated and trembled with carnal passion. It was only a matter of seconds before they all unsheathed their fully erect cocks, eagerly walking up to the naked Elezen heroine before them.

Lune’s face beamed red, worriedly facing their leader beside her.

And Ran’jit was considerate enough to keep his promise, even in the face of a horde of horny men who have been longing to have a way with his captive all along.

“And let me make one thing abundantly clear.” The general asserted, making his soldiers halt their pace. “Lay one finger on her and you will be thrown from the highest tower of Eulmore without question.”

The giddy soldiers responded with a courteous bow, some of them with their hardened cocks in their hands.

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Before she knew it, Lune was surrounded by four men hunching over her, moaning and aggressively rubbing their cocks in front of her as they fixed their eyes on her tired, painted face and her tits.

The smell of manly musk greeted her from all around, enticing her with their manly pheromones, getting her into her submissive element once again.

She could only squeeze her eyes shut as hot, sticky ropes of semen hit her face from every direction, covering her skin with a thick layer of their masculine essence.

The soldiers groaned in orgasmic bliss as they unloaded on her blushed face, further degrading her with their insults.

“You sure are the perfect public cum rag for us, bitch!”

“Your pretty little face looks a lot better with cum!”

“Let me bust on your face every day and I would never have to use a sock again!”

“I want to see you tease some of our cream deep inside in your cum-hungry snatch, you pathetic warrior whore!”

Ran’jit stepped in with one last demand to his captive, seeing thick strings of his men’s pearly ropes dripping down her chin and neck.

“Open your mouth.” He commanded her. “If you want to please me, stick out your tongue and let them finish on it.”

The soldiers left stroking themselves off turned even more animalistic and frenzied seeing the fallen ninja warrior opening her mouth wide with her tongue dangling out, her piercing marking their target.

They lined up next to each other, wantonly jerking off their shafts only an ilm away from her mouth, desperate to fill her inviting hole with their cum.

“Here it comes, Crystarium slut! You are only good for swallowing cum!”

Generous, thick loads of their salty seed landed inside Lune’s mouth and on her tongue, overflowing from her lips. The copious amounts of cum were too much to stay on her face. Wide strands dripped down onto her breasts and thighs from her chin and jaws, much at the pleasure of Ran’jit’s soldiers who kept cumming, exploding hot ropes all across her face and in her mouth.

“I have so much more for you to swallow, you hungry cum junkie.”

“Too bad I have not washed my dick for days.” A sinful soldier laughed, as he waved his half-hard cock in front of her closed eyes and nose. “But you do not mind huh, you dirty fucking slut.”

“This is what all the bitches at the Crystarium deserve!” A woman from behind jeered.

“And the men too.” Another lady soldier giggled. “They all deserve a taste of Eulmoran justice!”

“If I could cum all over this bitch’s pretty face whenever I could, I think I will run out of seed in no time!” A soldier man groaned, after painting her face even more.

“Thank Lord Vauthry for this delight!” A soldier man cheered. “and thank General Ran’jit!”

“May Eulmore be glorious!” A melodic chant of another fighter emerged in response to his fellow army man, bursting more cum on her face.