Moments earlier, upstairs in her parents’ bedroom, Gorlann had shown a trace of tenderness with her. Indian porn Anaria gasped then, startled as Latya began to not-so-subtly grind her pussy backward against Anaria’s striving tongue. Did he really want to piss in her mouth? Anaria’s gaze darted in the direction of her father’s study. In some ways, she realized, these unheralded brutes of Prythian society, these inimitable gladiators who until now had fought to satisfy the Imperium’s lust for spectacle and violence at a safely prescribed distance, were complete foreigners to her. And yet… some truths, shameful as they could be, were undeniable. Did he really want to piss in her mouth? Obey him. “I said CLEAN her pussy, not give her pleasure, bitch. Be content with what I give you. Come.” Anaria gladly let the rebel leader help her to her feet. Next, Anaria could only watch in disgust as Vercingador finally pulled out of Latya’s snatch. You’ve slaked your thirst for pussy, but we have a more important thirst to slake, and only the blood of our enemies can satisfy it. “Hurry, Imperium cunt, the sun wanes and dusk approaches,” the gladiator said brusquely. Moments earlier, upstairs in her parents’ bedroom, Gorlann had shown a trace of tenderness with her.
