...your former master, Inquisitor Anna Lublinka. Her raven-black hair covers your thighs as she blows you with devotional enthusiasm. A pale skinned Vallhallan beauty just in her first century, Anna had chosen the appearance of a woman in her early 30s. At the moment, her tight antique body-glove was stripped open to her waist, giving you the opportunity to worship her marvelous tits and upper body from your seat.
Although you had parted ways with your former master nearly 14 years ago, after bringing down the infamous Eldar Witch Kyndriel, you never lost contact entirely. Over time the two of you became occasional, but ever more frantic, lovers. When Warmaster Macaroth requested the deployment of two Ordo Xenos Inquisitors to safeguard the flanks of the Sabbat world's crusade against alien interference, it was surprising but welcome news when the two of you were deployed.
Currently, Anna's sucking efforts increase. While her left hand is furiously jacking you off, her right index finger probes your rear ending. You groan as she slowly slips the tip inside your backdoor. As a response you begin to expertly massage her perfect D-Cup tits, causing her to squeal like one of the common street whores you took as a youngster on Menazoid Sigma. In return, she blows you so deep that her squawking fills the room every time her aristocratic face goes down on your cock. Whilst Anna's blowing skills were marvelous, she had also been a demanding mistress and so you had soon enough figured out how to psi-block your orgasm in your time as her acolythe. Anna, a psyker of less prowess, did not possess these peculiar skills and soon enough you begin to see a small puddle of wetness forming on the floor between her knees.
Grabbing her raven hair and pulling her head up for a fierce kiss, you rip apart the remainders of her luxurious body-glove. You throw her body over your office desk and, with strong hands, open her legs. You grab your cock like a predator ready to **** his prey....
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