Rape the warrior-queen
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| - | Instead of slitting the throat of this pitiful tribal woman that dared to defy you and your gods, you decide to honor her bravery by rewarding her with the gift of your manhood. You rip off what clothing she had on and prepare your already erect penis to penetrate this woman never before touched by Norse hands. In one fell thrust you sink your penis into her pussy. You stay there for one moment, then begin to slowly and steadily thrust into her silken, clean shaven pussy. She is still fearful you, and yet she cannot help but give in to the sensations that are filling her and washing over her. Her moans grow until she is screaming in the throws of an orgasm, yet you are just beginning. As she is panting, recovering from | + | Instead of slitting the throat of this pitiful tribal woman that dared to defy you and your gods, you decide to honor her bravery by rewarding her with the gift of your manhood. You rip off what clothing she had on and prepare your already erect penis to penetrate this woman never before touched by Norse hands. In one fell thrust you sink your penis into her pussy. You stay there for one moment, then begin to slowly and steadily thrust into her silken, clean shaven pussy. She is still fearful you, and yet she cannot help but give in to the sensations that are filling her and washing over her. Her moans grow until she is screaming in the throws of an orgasm, yet you are just beginning. As she is panting, recovering from the last orgasm you delt her, you begin increasing the tempo of your thrusts. Yoit movments are as strong as the oars that power your boats, yet you have the control and consistency of the drums that lead your men through even the harshest of oceans. As you pound into the queen, you roughly grab one of her painted breasts, smearing the color through your ministrations to her supple body. As her womanhood once more begins to clench around your Norse cock, you easily pick her up and roll her over so that she has now mounted you. Though she is now on top, you still control everything happens. Her moaning only increases as you briskly bounce the barbarian queen up and down. She finally releases and screams, then collapses onto your chest, barely able to move. You are left unsatisfied yet this woman is clearly spent. How will you achieve the release you so deserve after a battle won and a woman conquered. |
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Revision as of 01:59, 26 February 2014
Instead of slitting the throat of this pitiful tribal woman that dared to defy you and your gods, you decide to honor her bravery by rewarding her with the gift of your manhood. You rip off what clothing she had on and prepare your already erect penis to penetrate this woman never before touched by Norse hands. In one fell thrust you sink your penis into her pussy. You stay there for one moment, then begin to slowly and steadily thrust into her silken, clean shaven pussy. She is still fearful you, and yet she cannot help but give in to the sensations that are filling her and washing over her. Her moans grow until she is screaming in the throws of an orgasm, yet you are just beginning. As she is panting, recovering from the last orgasm you delt her, you begin increasing the tempo of your thrusts. Yoit movments are as strong as the oars that power your boats, yet you have the control and consistency of the drums that lead your men through even the harshest of oceans. As you pound into the queen, you roughly grab one of her painted breasts, smearing the color through your ministrations to her supple body. As her womanhood once more begins to clench around your Norse cock, you easily pick her up and roll her over so that she has now mounted you. Though she is now on top, you still control everything happens. Her moaning only increases as you briskly bounce the barbarian queen up and down. She finally releases and screams, then collapses onto your chest, barely able to move. You are left unsatisfied yet this woman is clearly spent. How will you achieve the release you so deserve after a battle won and a woman conquered.
