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Fuck Lysa on the table.
Prince Aldric turned back to the stone table where Lysa was tied, her wrists and ankles bound tight with magic ropes, her curvy body squirming. Her ass was still red from the whip, her pussy soaked, dripping onto the table as she whimpered, “Please, my prince.” Aldric’s cock throbbed, harder than ever after catching the squire watching. He climbed onto the table, positioning himself between her spread legs, his dick brushing her wet slit. Mara and Elira watched from the floor, their pussies dripping as they fingered each other, moaning softly.
Aldric gripped Lysa’s hips, slamming his thick cock into her tight pussy in one hard thrust, making her scream, “Yes, fuck me!” Her wet walls squeezed him tight, her big tits bouncing as he pounded her hard, the table creaking under them. He leaned down, biting her neck as he fucked her deeper, his balls slapping her ass with every thrust, her juices soaking his cock. “Louder, slut,” he growled, and she screamed his name, cumming hard, her pussy clenching as he shot his hot cum deep inside her, filling her up.

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