<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/05/80/0d/05800da63394cebd024020d687bbe7cf.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Tamaa ya Hamu (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2444194)<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lvl 4 Human Female Archer</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>48/48<br/><strong>AC:</strong>17<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>+1<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Faru ibn'Jalal,<br/><hr/><br/>It had taken much for her to call for Faru to stop.    For there was nothing better than a good tongue used properly.  However, the limited time constraint had pushed her to ask for him to end it and fill her.<br/><br/>No regrets as his cock head teased against the slick folds of her nether lips.   Slowly pushing into her tight wet passage.   Plowing to the hilt as his groin slapped against her mound.  It made her gasp in delight.   As her knees pressed back against her shoulders.  Her feet and legs dangled over his shoulders.  While his cock not buried deep in her.  Sent shivers racing through her.<br/><br/>Faru feels the snug tightness of her vaginal canal.  The heat of her wetness intensifying the feeling.   With each breath she draws,  seems to have those vaginal walls squeezing his invading cock.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>GM Notice:</strong>