Foxy Illusionist 2
Crizsluz pushes himself up to his elbows, but cestrastra falls upon him, pressing his cock against his stomach as she drapes her arms over his shoulders. "i can't hear you." the sorceress growls. "i... i want to go home."
An Estrasa Epilogue
Seated at his balcony, the old man gazes out at the vast desert beyond. His wizened face furrowed in a frown of deep concern. “Master?" the dulcet voice of his chained spirit Maram jolts him out of his reverie. He raises a bushy eyebrow and looks...