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Summoning a Mage
One ripped my bodice to roughly roll my breast. Gripping it while I writhed, trying to get away from the harsh touch. His other hand lifted my skirts while two others forced my thighs apart. I flailed but he managed to wedge himself between my legs. I considered calling to Lionel for help, but I knew that with my cruel response this afternoon, he’d be trailing far enough behind now, not to hear me. For a while. The goblin’s dark skin shined with a pearlescent hue, blooming red and then returning as he flushed with arousal. His long thick member began stretching. Lengthening into the size of a small arm. Stretching like a tentacle as I fought to close my legs. I felt the spiked tip brushing through my lips and forcing between as it strained my entrance, ready to slam in until reac
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