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Battles between cults were hardly uncommon, but rarely were they fought like this. Disguised, Xenerah let the enemy acolyte she'd been fucking slump in exhausted defeat and checked her people's progress. Her satisfied smile glistened with cum. Another temple had been converted.

Locked out of the fun but not out of earshot because Allura, the bitch, had left her mic on the whole time, Mira was in a state. By the time 626 returned to the ship, she was face down on the couch, fingers blasting her soaked twatt in a futile attempt to sate her need.

Linda was the UNSC's top scout, but even the best could get unlucky. Her bad luck dropped her right in the middle of a gang of naked Brutes. Killing them would be loud and alert the enemy. And it was shame to let those massive cocks go to waste. She'd subdue them another way.

Not everybody would like a lover able to lift not only them, but them and the bench they were sitting on. Ben wasn't most people. Looma curled the wooden platform, each set bringing Ben and his dick up into kissing or sucking range. Most fun Ben had ever had working out!

What started as a simple dare has spiraled into something Aether neither knows how to control, nor has any desire to. His addiction to cock has led to him deepthroating anybody who asks, caring more about getting to gag on their salty cum than he did about even his own reputation.

The bet was simple: If Lina made it across the bar in ballet heels, the bar cleared her tab.

If she overestimated her balance though and fell, she had to finish her walk on all fours, subjected to catcalls and insults. Considering how wet the idea made her, she won either way.

The ink hadn't even dried on the contract before Bruce Wayne had Emma Frost up on his desk, ripping her shirt open to nip at the slope of her breasts while she worked his belt free. Their sex was raw, aggressive and selfish. Just like the negotiations had been.

Mara's red gold hair fell in a curtain around Prelan's face, blocking out all but her as she leaned down to kiss him. Her hips ground against his in the slow, supremely self satisfied rolls of a woman coming down from a mighty climax and eager to enjoy every last aftershock.

You'd been a loyal cleric for over a decade. A stalwart servant of your god who'd taken pride in your faith. And all it took for you to abandon that faith was the slap of Remiel's divine shaft as it landed atop your upturned face. You were his long before he entered you.

When Spartan-058 failed to report in, a team was sent to find her. What they found instead was discarded Mjolnir armor, and a helmet recording showing the snipers not so slow decent into a Brute cock slut, culminating in her bathing in a shower of cum as she renounced the UNSC.

Heels weren't a common sight among Quarian culture, and it took Tali a little while to get the hang of walking in them. Shepard's reaction when she strutted into his cabin though made every embarrassing trip and fall more than worth it.

His cum soon sprinkled the boots.

With Lilo away at camp for a few weeks, Nani had to find something to occupy Stitch's time or else he'd do nothing fuck her stupid.

Maybe she could use that.

Counting the cash, she smirked as Kalani screamed and squirted all over the van's floor. Another satisfied costumer.

She was adept at countless interrogation techniques, yet you were fairly certain that the slow crushing of your head between Natasha's thighs had a lot less to do with getting information than it did with the heat you felt growing against the back of your neck.

When they'd started spitroasting her, all Cass was thinking about was escape. As climax after climax wore away at her self control though, she started to think less of freedom, and more of just what she could do to keep this Nightkin hard until Six eventually 'saved' her.

The buisnessman who'd hired her for the night hadn't so much as touched Mercy. Not even a finger. They'd been too busy emptying his balls into her high heels. Now, as she tipped the shoe back to drink her the creamy load, his fingers started to stroke anew.

Sue stripping out of the elegant gown and designer bra without stumbling in her heels was the second most impressive thing Johnny had seen that night.

The first was the way she was balancing on just one of those heels as she fucked him in a standing splits against the door.

Going undercover as a Nun brought back memories of just how repressed life in a convent could make a girl. Leia Mayson'd never been quite this horny, but there'd been times she hadn't been far off from the trio of sisters all eagerly slurping their way along her massive cock.

After admiring each other's muscles in the Gym, it wasn't long before She-Hulk and Thor took their admiring glances back to the bedroom for a different kind of workout.

Floors cracked and walks splintered under the power of their combined lust. The hotel sued for damages.

It hadn't been a direct path, or an immediate one, but by the time Shepard's coup put him in the Illusive Man's chair, the hero the galaxy knew was gone.