All the blood went to Zaja’s cock, and with a predatory smile, the Crimson Deity Vessel climbed on Hillary, trapping her between his arms while his monster cock aid at her lewd pussy.
"Praise the lord for creating beautiful pussies like you, and all the bitches in the world," Zaja whispered, and with a downward thrust, he pushed his monstercock into Hillary’s hole, letting it expand inside and press into her g-spot.
The blue haired Wagner child convulsed imdiately sticking out her tongue, and trying to get a taste of Zaja’s lips.
Alas...the vessel didn’t allow it. Covering Hillary’s mouth with one hand while keeping her locking in the mating press and slamming away on her hole.
Not giving the Wagner child a chance to adjust to his rapid fire thrust, Zaja picked up the pace, sending his hips crashing down like a battering ram. His cock turned into a vibrating at plug, sending jolts of bliss blasting through Hillary’s walls with each thrust and swerving motion.
"Ohhhh... fuck!!!" in between series of lewd moans, Hillary tried and failed to catch her breath, spreading her arms wide as if laying on the beach side while waiting for the ocean waves to co sweep through her or waiting for the blessings of god to consu her.
Lewd and obscene noises soon beca the only signs of life in the dicinal bath room, eventually drowned by Hillary’s moans which beca louder by the second. Zaja’s cock raced in the bitches pussy, bringing out splashes of pussy juice as it dragged against the slippery walls of her cunt.
Her bulging nipples were prominent as her tits bounced, her legs flailing and ass clapping, Hillary dos Wagner beca a ss, her hair unfolding like a wild mane while her cheeks flushed and her lust reached its true peak, one that Zaja had never known she had. The womans legs wrapped around Zaja’s waist, helping him fuck her faster, deeper and shaping her pussy into a new mold.
"Fuck master! Ohh, you son of a bitch!... yes!!"
It wasn’t long before Hillary entered a trance and as if moving on autopilot, she sent her legs as far back as she could, helping her plump ass et Zaja’s hamring. She was utterly lewd, looking more like a porn actress than a noble lady of a highly respected noble house.
Zaja gritted his teeth, gyrating his waist at maximum speed, and breeding the foul mouthed Wagner child with liters of cum. At first, Hillary stayed defiant, raising her ass, and boldly challenging her boss limits.
"Death... I want you to fuck till I die! Make your fucking cock the last thing I rember from this stupid world... yes master please!" with startling words and throaty groans, the woman convulsed on her masters dick, riding wave after wave of orgasms.
Zaja didn’t dare stop. On the contrary, his speed doubled the next mont, breaking past limits to cram the hussy hole with another at race!
The monster cock of the Crimson Deity Vessel hit one horun after another, causing Hillary’s pussy juice to squirt all over the place. To any onlooker, it almost seed as if Zaja was trying to squeeze Hillary’s pussy of every last drop of squirt, like a man on a mission.
Soon after, she entered an intensive pool of euphoria, her eyes rolled back and her tongue hung on the side as her fingers tapped Zaja lightly as a sign that she had given up.
Zaja’s divine cock had knocked the sense out of her, removing the ability to even speak or conjure coherent words. Hillary’s waist tried to keep up the pace, but her legs went weak and her tits bounced under Zaja’s every push and pull. His cock tensed up, and with a loud grunt, he delivered the seventh cum shot of the day to Hillary’s pussy.
She imdiately passed out while smiling sheepishly like she had lost half of her functioning brain cells.
"There you go... this should serve as a warning that, while you are no doubt a whore, I am and will always be much worse," Zaja said with a sweet and cheerful smile. And after giving Hillary’s ass cheeks a last squeeze and a satisfying spank, Zaja transferred three mansions that were in the na of Wagner to his na, then he stood up, spinning around and faced his adoptive mother with a wicked smile.
"You don’t have to... how do you still have the strength, its been seven tis or even eight today. I wouldn’t dream of spoiling your fun son, carry on with the Wagner whore," with a grumpy snort, Lady Elyria turned the other way, pouting as she spoke words of sarcasm.
"Oh mammy, how could you say such words? I was just disciplining my servant to make sure our house stays in order. If anything, you should be praising ... wooh, my life’s so hard. Oh well... we will have plenty of ti to reach an understanding. But first..." here, Zaja paused, spreading his thoughts. His face twisted the mont next, matching the abrupt shift in his heart rate.
Beyond the royal palace, great tongues of fire coiled towards sthe sky, smoldering mansions and collapsing houses lining up the streets alongside piles of corpses that multplied the closer one got to the palace’s doors. Representatives of all baackgrounds gathered in the casualties, even mbers of the church.
The greatest of all taboos, harming the lords servants, beca an unremarkable detail in the enemy’s carnage. It was complete madness, and when the realization that enemies who dared to slaughter the church’s priests had arrived in the hundreds settled, Zaja only had one thought:
Run!
"Where is Naga?!"
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