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The king of Haedell had called for the Dragonbrides, begging the aid of their mounts against the unsurmountable hordes of rebels that had backed him into a corner, lead by his own former general. The man was as skilled in tactics and strategy as his former liege was lacking in them, and his advantage had been great. It had taken all day to lay waste to the rebel legions, thousands of former farmers given arms and training that was sufficient to lead them to victory in battle after battle against the professional soldiers of the Royal Army. They had not had a chance against Dragon Riders, but they had fought bravely until the bitter end regardless. Such struggles always left Swyena tired, not least from how her heart had beat rapidly in Hardcore terrified exhilaration during every moment of combat, despite how safe she had anal been from swords and lances, high upon Dumin's back. The dragon was the only real fighter of the pair, unlike some brides who prided themselves on being as dangerous on the ground as their mounts were in the air. Having to associate with her fellowship had also been tiring - there had been endless questions in every spare moment about where she had been before Brunette the call, why she had not been seen small tits practically once since her apprenticeship had ended. Hearing them drill her interracial on every detail, one would have thought they were a group of fretting aunts in some village, as opposed to a circle of equals flying miles above a battle. Able to slip away when it was clear the battle was concluding, Swyena had directed Dumin to fly low, then slumped against his warm, sleek neck, and the sound of his wings and heart both beating had quickly lulled her to sleep Where they were now in relation to where she had been, she did not know. She had the training and equipment to find out, and even better, there was a talisman in her saddle bags that would simply tell her what distance and angle she was from Sunspawn, the home of the Dragonbrides and the largest dragon nest in the world. She did not bother with either. Alone with Dumin was how she liked to be. Scanning the terrain below, Swyena took in the lay of the land. 'Yes master.' Finally, she was pumping on Brunette my cock like it interracial was a piston in her hot, smooth mouth. "GO ON - SWING BATTER" she yelled as she shook her heavy boobs back and forth while Sonja used both hands to swing anal the leather paddle. Julie no longer resisting, was now savoring the experience as she pleased her master. 30 years old, 6’, 180 lbs, with blond hair and blue eyes. She stuck Hardcore her butt back out and sucked her lips into her mouth and bit them together so she wouldn't make too much noise. The office was in the accounting department for a small bank in town. 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