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Wrestle Him For Camilla
You offer to wrestle him for Camilla's affection. Faendal agrees and you two lock together, tight, toned bodies straining. You get him in a leg lock, rubbing your bulge in his face until he yields. Sheepishly, he agrees to leave Camilla alone. You notice a growing tent in his pants as you leave. You feel a little blood flowing to your member yourself.
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