Why didn't I notice that woman?Roland looked at the beautiful figure coming with questions, but he was attracted by her.
The woman seemed to be out of place with everything around her. Her fluorescent waist-length silver hair was simply tied by a black hairband. The hair swung and brushed through the corners of her eyes. A pair of slender white and tender hands gently turned the hair behind her ears. There was a touch of charm between her eyebrows and eyes. The dark red eyes seemed to have a black hole, firmly locking the eyes of others. She raised her melon-seeded face slightly, and slowly outlined a smile on the corners of her lips with red lips.
A black patterned tulle dress outlines a graceful body, and the opening on the chest reveals the delicate collarbone and snow-white and plump breasts. Under the knee-length gauze skirt, her beautiful calves are wrapped in black silky fabric, and she is wearing a pair of black high heels on her feet.
etc?Stockings and high heels?
How could there be stockings and high heels in this era?Roland patted his forehead, but he didn't care about this anymore. He had a premonition that something was wrong with him must have something to do with this woman!
It was strange. The high heels made the silver-haired woman twist her crotch and came to the middle between Roland and Carter step by step, then pulled a chair and sat down.
Say hello to you, My Prince, the woman bows her head slightly and welcomes to the ‘Iris’.
Who are you?Carter spoke, holding his hand on the hilt of the sword around his waist, and he could also notice that something was wrong with this woman.
Don't worry, Knight Carter, I am just a weak woman with no power and will not harm His Highness the Prince.
Roland waved his hand and signaled Carter not to worry. He thought for a long time and looked at the guests in the tavern who seemed to have forgotten them, and finally decided to go straight to the point.
This beautiful lady, you should be a witch too.
A smile appeared on the silver-haired woman's face, she stood up, picked up the corner of her skirt with both hands, and gave a noble gift.
As you can see, I am a witch, you can call me: Cuckoo.
Roland was surprised and happy. Unexpectedly, there was a witch hidden in the border town. The impulsive desire just now and the situation that made people around him ignore her must have been caused by her ability.
Why do you reveal the fact that you are a witch in front of me?You know, I just executed a witch not long ago, aren’t you afraid that I will arrest you and hang you?
If you mean raising that cute little girl in the castle is considered to be executed, I really want to be executed. Du Juan supports her chin with her hands and tilts her head and looks at Roland with a smile.
Roland thought about it and knew that it must have been the workers who had spread it, or the jailers before, damn it, that they had already given them a 25-year-old hush money to each of them. However, since the witch in front of him dared to appear directly in front of him, she either had the confidence that she would not kill her or she could escape from her hands. As of now, she must have a purpose and knew a lot, and she was sure that she would not kill her, and would even communicate with her.
Thinking of this, Roland quietly waited for Du Juan to continue speaking.
Du Juan restrained her smile and said: I can see and manipulate people's emotions, whether it is anger, joy or sadness. There are only a few kinds at the beginning. As time goes by, I can feel and manipulate more and more emotions. Please forgive me, I have just increased the lust of Your Highness a little.
Roland knew it and expressed another doubt. Then why would others not notice us?
I lowered their curiosity to almost 0, so they only focus on what they are doing and not shift their attention to other things
Roland took a breath of air conditioning. This ability was really too strong. Moreover, the entire tavern was conservatively estimated to be twenty or thirty people except them. The influence range was so large that it was incredible. He was going to make up for this witch!
Hu, Ms. Dujuan, what do you want?Or, if I want to hire you, what kind of treatment do you want?Roland knew that the witch in front of her was not afraid of her identity being discovered. She could achieve her goals by controlling the emotions of people around her at any time, and the upper limit is currently unknown.
Very good possessiveness, and lust only takes up a little bit. You are really different from others. So I want to know, why are you lenient with witches?
Witches are also humans. I hope witches can live with everyone openly like ordinary people. Roland has answered the same question once, and now there are more other reasons. I hope to use the power of witches to make this world better, no one will be starved or frozen to death, so that everyone can live a better life.
Great wish, I saw your sincerity, you really thought so. It’s incredible that I just thought you wanted to put the witch in the harem.
So, I need your strength!
Du Juan smiled again.
As you wish, my Highness.
********************
Yes, were you born in a brothel?I saved money to buy this tavern.Roland didn't expect that the charming woman in front of her was born like this.
Your Highness, but your pity and lust have increased. Du Juan said jokingly that your hobbies are really unique.
Roland's face turned red. He could no longer tell whether it was his inner thoughts or Du Juan used her abilities.
In fact, my ability can only improve and reduce the intensity of my emotions. How it is reflected after the specific improvement is still uncontrollable. Your Highness, you should not lie to yourself.Du Juan said with a smirk.
Roland just wanted to change the topic quickly and not discuss his sexual fetish all the time. Looking at Carter's strange and sudden enlightenment eyes, he quickly said, "Since that's the case, I hope Miss Dujuan can come to the castle to sign the employment letter tomorrow and test her ability. Okay, I won't bother you, go back first."
Even though Roland still has a lot to know about, such as where the stockings and high heels she wore came from, I'd better keep it for you tomorrow to ask.
Carter thought no wonder His Highness used to like to exchange women with other nobles, and he simply accepted that Miss Anna was being looked down upon by those workers. It turned out that His Highness liked this tune.
But as a knight, I still have to give him a pride, so I pretended not to know anything and followed Roland away.
Dujuan watched Roland and Carter leave, and picked up the remaining ale with his slender hands and took a sip of it. The light yellow wine flowed down from the corner of his mouth, seeping into his fair cleavage, putting down the wine glass, and licking his lips with a small fragrant tongue.
Roland and Carter can be so simple that they believe that she has her ability to do it. Moreover, the seeds of lust have been planted and things are moving in the predetermined direction. I hope that our prince can enjoy the happy life in the future.
He stood up and walked in the middle of the tavern. The drinkers around him were still shouting and drinking. Du Juan fell sideways and sat in one of the arms of the man. The man was inexplicably warm, fragrant and soft jade came into his arms, and then a fierce desire arose from the bottom of his heart.
The woman in her arms snatched the wine glass of the person next to her, poured the ale to her chest, and smiled loudly and came to drink!
The rough mouth was trying hard to stick to the breasts, licking the remaining wine with its tongue like a greedy dog, and the palm was held in a warm area by a small hand.
The red-eyed drinkers were scrambling, and clothes with body temperature scattered in the dim light, and their snow-white bodies lay horizontally on the wine table, reflecting with their shriveled or obese bodies.
Roland, who returned to the castle, had mixed thoughts and fell asleep after washing up.
Roland saw himself naked, standing in the corridor of the castle. He walked down the stairs and heard a noise from the garden. Roland slowly walked over.
The sun is bright in the garden. The original cement production brick house was steaming. There were more than a dozen workers in dirty clothes gathered in front of the door, staring at the door of the brick house, looking forward to waiting for something.
Soon, Roland knew what the workers were waiting for. Anna walked out of the brick house with dust and the surrounding workers quickly surrounded her.
Several workers were holding towels in their hands, concentrating on helping Anna scrub her body, and Anna seemed to be the case. After several big hands were holding towels and wiped their arms, spine, thighs, etc., they actively opened their arms and spread their thighs so that those big hands could penetrate deeper.
The delicate and beautiful breasts stand upright, blooming with beauty freely, allowing a few big hands to stroke it. The elastic breast flesh is pressed in by the rough fingers, and then the fingers leave and then bounce back. The pink nipples look even brighter and more shiny after being wiped.
In order to wipe it to the middle of the breasts, the two nipples were pinched, pulled apart to both sides, and then one hand reached the middle and continued to wipe it. Anna's pair of beautiful breasts was mercilessly mercilessly like a buffet dish.
At the same time, Anna's smooth lower body was also taken care of, her plump buttocks were spread open, her two fat and tender labia were also pulled up, and her tight anus and vagina were repeatedly wiped.
After the towel left, several more fingers touched in, and the thick knuckles squeezed in directly along the two narrow holes until the entire finger penetrated deeper.
Roland opened her mouth and shouted, but found that she could not make any sound, so she controlled her body to walk forward, and Anna also surrounded everyone and came to a bed. Anna's beautiful face was still calm, and her eyes looked at Roland like a quiet lake.
Roland felt his whole body slowly moving forward like rust, while Anna in front was lying on a naked man's body, an erect cock jumping between Anna's legs and trying.
The fingers that penetrated deep into Anna's body were pulled out with slippery mucus and dripped on the thick cock.
The man under him reached out to hold his penis facing Anna's anus that had not yet been closed, and pressed up. Anna's face was flushed, and her huge glans slowly disappeared, until her lower abdomen covered with pubic hair hit her snow-white buttocks heavily.
Anna looked at Roland who was moving slowly forward, with a smile on her face, stretched out her hand to separate her labia, revealing her delicate flesh, as if she was inviting Roland to enter.
Roland lowered her head, and her lower body was already as hard as iron. Suddenly, a white and tender hand stretched out from behind and held the hot cock. Roland tried hard to turn her face and only saw the silver-white hair. Is it Miss Du Juan?
More Roland could no longer see it. The little hand held his cock and aimed at Anna's hole. A force came gently from behind. With Anna's comfortable moan, Roland felt that his cock was wrapped in layers of tight honey flesh, and a strong pleasure rushed to his mind.
At the same time, Roland could even feel the cock in Anna's anus moving repeatedly through the layer of flesh wall.
Roland found that his body suddenly returned to smoothness, no longer as astringent as before, but turned around and his hands had already grasped Anna's thighs, and his lower body began to go in and out with another cock.
Anna looked at Roland with loving eyes, but a penis suddenly appeared and pressed against Anna's cheek. Anna didn't care, but turned her head and put the penis into her mouth.
Roland's mind was in chaos. He watched Anna hold the cock of unknown origin and stutter in her mouth, and occasionally fiddling with her urethra with her fragrant tongue. She didn't know if it was anger or excitement in her heart, but her movements under her were even more fierce. The sore penis sprinted faster and faster on Anna's vagina. The reddish pussy was carried in and out by the cock, full of white foam.
Finally, Roland felt the feeling to the extreme, as if a flash of lightning pierced from the tailbone along the spine into her mind, and her lower body kept spraying thick semen. When Roland ejaculated the semen, the penis that was enjoying Anna's mouth and serving also ejaculated semen. Anna's little mouth could not be wrapped at all. After ejaculated a few strands in her mouth, the rest was all shot on her face and chest. Anna enjoyed her face and swallowed the semen in her mouth, and then continued to sweep the semen on her face and chest with her fingers.
Looking at Anna who was so lewd in front of her, Roland found that her body became astringent again. Someone pushed him away, and then another penis replaced her position, dipped in a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid, and entered Anna's vagina again.
Listening to Anna's moans in front of him, Roland's eyes darkened and all the sounds disappeared. When the glory appeared again in his vision, he found himself standing outside the door of a house. It was late at night, and only a bright moonlight was falling.
In the quiet night, only wonderful sounds came from the door.
Roland pushed open the door, and the dilapidated wooden door made a loud noise when it opened, but this did not disturb the people in the house. The moonlight falling from the window hit the white body. The plump back was sitting on a man and swaying up and down. The curly blonde hair was shaking, and a low moan came from the cherry mouth. It was the nightingale.
Roland walked forward, and the man lying on the bed couldn't see his face clearly. He clasped Nightingale's breasts tightly with his hands, and the cock on his lower body disappeared from Nightingale's crotch.
Once again, he pressed his plump buttocks on the man's lower abdomen. Nightingale turned her head and looked at Roland. Her delicate body reflected the moonlight, and her beautiful red lips held a finger.
Nightingale bent down and pressed her plump chest on the man's face, but also exposed the two of them's tightly connected lower bodies. The thick penis was completely immersed in the tender vagina, while Roland's eyes were on the slightly opened and closed anus.
Holding the snow-white buttocks in both hands, Roland stretched out his tongue and licked the nightingale's hazel ass.
Then, Roland pressed his body on Nightingale's back, like a sandwich, and clamped Nightingale firmly in the middle with the man below. The cock under him also slid into Nightingale's anus through the lubrication of his saliva. With such a smoothness, even if it is not lubricated, it will enter very smoothly.
Nightingale changed her posture slightly, and the soft flesh on her chest squeezed into two pieces of meat pie on the man's chest, but she had already started kissing the man. Her tongues intertwined each other, and her saliva was constantly stirring with the silver thread.
At this moment, Roland only wanted more in his mind, and his lower body was thrusting mechanically. The moment he ejaculated, the whole world became dark again.
Afterwards, Roland revisited the scene of the dungeon gang rape of Anna, as well as the erotic scenes between his predecessors and Tyre or various noble men and women.
Just when Roland had already fallen into it infinitely, it was dawn.
The woman seemed to be out of place with everything around her. Her fluorescent waist-length silver hair was simply tied by a black hairband. The hair swung and brushed through the corners of her eyes. A pair of slender white and tender hands gently turned the hair behind her ears. There was a touch of charm between her eyebrows and eyes. The dark red eyes seemed to have a black hole, firmly locking the eyes of others. She raised her melon-seeded face slightly, and slowly outlined a smile on the corners of her lips with red lips.
A black patterned tulle dress outlines a graceful body, and the opening on the chest reveals the delicate collarbone and snow-white and plump breasts. Under the knee-length gauze skirt, her beautiful calves are wrapped in black silky fabric, and she is wearing a pair of black high heels on her feet.
etc?Stockings and high heels?
How could there be stockings and high heels in this era?Roland patted his forehead, but he didn't care about this anymore. He had a premonition that something was wrong with him must have something to do with this woman!
It was strange. The high heels made the silver-haired woman twist her crotch and came to the middle between Roland and Carter step by step, then pulled a chair and sat down.
Say hello to you, My Prince, the woman bows her head slightly and welcomes to the ‘Iris’.
Who are you?Carter spoke, holding his hand on the hilt of the sword around his waist, and he could also notice that something was wrong with this woman.
Don't worry, Knight Carter, I am just a weak woman with no power and will not harm His Highness the Prince.
Roland waved his hand and signaled Carter not to worry. He thought for a long time and looked at the guests in the tavern who seemed to have forgotten them, and finally decided to go straight to the point.
This beautiful lady, you should be a witch too.
A smile appeared on the silver-haired woman's face, she stood up, picked up the corner of her skirt with both hands, and gave a noble gift.
As you can see, I am a witch, you can call me: Cuckoo.
Roland was surprised and happy. Unexpectedly, there was a witch hidden in the border town. The impulsive desire just now and the situation that made people around him ignore her must have been caused by her ability.
Why do you reveal the fact that you are a witch in front of me?You know, I just executed a witch not long ago, aren’t you afraid that I will arrest you and hang you?
If you mean raising that cute little girl in the castle is considered to be executed, I really want to be executed. Du Juan supports her chin with her hands and tilts her head and looks at Roland with a smile.
Roland thought about it and knew that it must have been the workers who had spread it, or the jailers before, damn it, that they had already given them a 25-year-old hush money to each of them. However, since the witch in front of him dared to appear directly in front of him, she either had the confidence that she would not kill her or she could escape from her hands. As of now, she must have a purpose and knew a lot, and she was sure that she would not kill her, and would even communicate with her.
Thinking of this, Roland quietly waited for Du Juan to continue speaking.
Du Juan restrained her smile and said: I can see and manipulate people's emotions, whether it is anger, joy or sadness. There are only a few kinds at the beginning. As time goes by, I can feel and manipulate more and more emotions. Please forgive me, I have just increased the lust of Your Highness a little.
Roland knew it and expressed another doubt. Then why would others not notice us?
I lowered their curiosity to almost 0, so they only focus on what they are doing and not shift their attention to other things
Roland took a breath of air conditioning. This ability was really too strong. Moreover, the entire tavern was conservatively estimated to be twenty or thirty people except them. The influence range was so large that it was incredible. He was going to make up for this witch!
Hu, Ms. Dujuan, what do you want?Or, if I want to hire you, what kind of treatment do you want?Roland knew that the witch in front of her was not afraid of her identity being discovered. She could achieve her goals by controlling the emotions of people around her at any time, and the upper limit is currently unknown.
Very good possessiveness, and lust only takes up a little bit. You are really different from others. So I want to know, why are you lenient with witches?
Witches are also humans. I hope witches can live with everyone openly like ordinary people. Roland has answered the same question once, and now there are more other reasons. I hope to use the power of witches to make this world better, no one will be starved or frozen to death, so that everyone can live a better life.
Great wish, I saw your sincerity, you really thought so. It’s incredible that I just thought you wanted to put the witch in the harem.
So, I need your strength!
Du Juan smiled again.
As you wish, my Highness.
********************
Yes, were you born in a brothel?I saved money to buy this tavern.Roland didn't expect that the charming woman in front of her was born like this.
Your Highness, but your pity and lust have increased. Du Juan said jokingly that your hobbies are really unique.
Roland's face turned red. He could no longer tell whether it was his inner thoughts or Du Juan used her abilities.
In fact, my ability can only improve and reduce the intensity of my emotions. How it is reflected after the specific improvement is still uncontrollable. Your Highness, you should not lie to yourself.Du Juan said with a smirk.
Roland just wanted to change the topic quickly and not discuss his sexual fetish all the time. Looking at Carter's strange and sudden enlightenment eyes, he quickly said, "Since that's the case, I hope Miss Dujuan can come to the castle to sign the employment letter tomorrow and test her ability. Okay, I won't bother you, go back first."
Even though Roland still has a lot to know about, such as where the stockings and high heels she wore came from, I'd better keep it for you tomorrow to ask.
Carter thought no wonder His Highness used to like to exchange women with other nobles, and he simply accepted that Miss Anna was being looked down upon by those workers. It turned out that His Highness liked this tune.
But as a knight, I still have to give him a pride, so I pretended not to know anything and followed Roland away.
Dujuan watched Roland and Carter leave, and picked up the remaining ale with his slender hands and took a sip of it. The light yellow wine flowed down from the corner of his mouth, seeping into his fair cleavage, putting down the wine glass, and licking his lips with a small fragrant tongue.
Roland and Carter can be so simple that they believe that she has her ability to do it. Moreover, the seeds of lust have been planted and things are moving in the predetermined direction. I hope that our prince can enjoy the happy life in the future.
He stood up and walked in the middle of the tavern. The drinkers around him were still shouting and drinking. Du Juan fell sideways and sat in one of the arms of the man. The man was inexplicably warm, fragrant and soft jade came into his arms, and then a fierce desire arose from the bottom of his heart.
The woman in her arms snatched the wine glass of the person next to her, poured the ale to her chest, and smiled loudly and came to drink!
The rough mouth was trying hard to stick to the breasts, licking the remaining wine with its tongue like a greedy dog, and the palm was held in a warm area by a small hand.
The red-eyed drinkers were scrambling, and clothes with body temperature scattered in the dim light, and their snow-white bodies lay horizontally on the wine table, reflecting with their shriveled or obese bodies.
Roland, who returned to the castle, had mixed thoughts and fell asleep after washing up.
Roland saw himself naked, standing in the corridor of the castle. He walked down the stairs and heard a noise from the garden. Roland slowly walked over.
The sun is bright in the garden. The original cement production brick house was steaming. There were more than a dozen workers in dirty clothes gathered in front of the door, staring at the door of the brick house, looking forward to waiting for something.
Soon, Roland knew what the workers were waiting for. Anna walked out of the brick house with dust and the surrounding workers quickly surrounded her.
Several workers were holding towels in their hands, concentrating on helping Anna scrub her body, and Anna seemed to be the case. After several big hands were holding towels and wiped their arms, spine, thighs, etc., they actively opened their arms and spread their thighs so that those big hands could penetrate deeper.
The delicate and beautiful breasts stand upright, blooming with beauty freely, allowing a few big hands to stroke it. The elastic breast flesh is pressed in by the rough fingers, and then the fingers leave and then bounce back. The pink nipples look even brighter and more shiny after being wiped.
In order to wipe it to the middle of the breasts, the two nipples were pinched, pulled apart to both sides, and then one hand reached the middle and continued to wipe it. Anna's pair of beautiful breasts was mercilessly mercilessly like a buffet dish.
At the same time, Anna's smooth lower body was also taken care of, her plump buttocks were spread open, her two fat and tender labia were also pulled up, and her tight anus and vagina were repeatedly wiped.
After the towel left, several more fingers touched in, and the thick knuckles squeezed in directly along the two narrow holes until the entire finger penetrated deeper.
Roland opened her mouth and shouted, but found that she could not make any sound, so she controlled her body to walk forward, and Anna also surrounded everyone and came to a bed. Anna's beautiful face was still calm, and her eyes looked at Roland like a quiet lake.
Roland felt his whole body slowly moving forward like rust, while Anna in front was lying on a naked man's body, an erect cock jumping between Anna's legs and trying.
The fingers that penetrated deep into Anna's body were pulled out with slippery mucus and dripped on the thick cock.
The man under him reached out to hold his penis facing Anna's anus that had not yet been closed, and pressed up. Anna's face was flushed, and her huge glans slowly disappeared, until her lower abdomen covered with pubic hair hit her snow-white buttocks heavily.
Anna looked at Roland who was moving slowly forward, with a smile on her face, stretched out her hand to separate her labia, revealing her delicate flesh, as if she was inviting Roland to enter.
Roland lowered her head, and her lower body was already as hard as iron. Suddenly, a white and tender hand stretched out from behind and held the hot cock. Roland tried hard to turn her face and only saw the silver-white hair. Is it Miss Du Juan?
More Roland could no longer see it. The little hand held his cock and aimed at Anna's hole. A force came gently from behind. With Anna's comfortable moan, Roland felt that his cock was wrapped in layers of tight honey flesh, and a strong pleasure rushed to his mind.
At the same time, Roland could even feel the cock in Anna's anus moving repeatedly through the layer of flesh wall.
Roland found that his body suddenly returned to smoothness, no longer as astringent as before, but turned around and his hands had already grasped Anna's thighs, and his lower body began to go in and out with another cock.
Anna looked at Roland with loving eyes, but a penis suddenly appeared and pressed against Anna's cheek. Anna didn't care, but turned her head and put the penis into her mouth.
Roland's mind was in chaos. He watched Anna hold the cock of unknown origin and stutter in her mouth, and occasionally fiddling with her urethra with her fragrant tongue. She didn't know if it was anger or excitement in her heart, but her movements under her were even more fierce. The sore penis sprinted faster and faster on Anna's vagina. The reddish pussy was carried in and out by the cock, full of white foam.
Finally, Roland felt the feeling to the extreme, as if a flash of lightning pierced from the tailbone along the spine into her mind, and her lower body kept spraying thick semen. When Roland ejaculated the semen, the penis that was enjoying Anna's mouth and serving also ejaculated semen. Anna's little mouth could not be wrapped at all. After ejaculated a few strands in her mouth, the rest was all shot on her face and chest. Anna enjoyed her face and swallowed the semen in her mouth, and then continued to sweep the semen on her face and chest with her fingers.
Looking at Anna who was so lewd in front of her, Roland found that her body became astringent again. Someone pushed him away, and then another penis replaced her position, dipped in a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid, and entered Anna's vagina again.
Listening to Anna's moans in front of him, Roland's eyes darkened and all the sounds disappeared. When the glory appeared again in his vision, he found himself standing outside the door of a house. It was late at night, and only a bright moonlight was falling.
In the quiet night, only wonderful sounds came from the door.
Roland pushed open the door, and the dilapidated wooden door made a loud noise when it opened, but this did not disturb the people in the house. The moonlight falling from the window hit the white body. The plump back was sitting on a man and swaying up and down. The curly blonde hair was shaking, and a low moan came from the cherry mouth. It was the nightingale.
Roland walked forward, and the man lying on the bed couldn't see his face clearly. He clasped Nightingale's breasts tightly with his hands, and the cock on his lower body disappeared from Nightingale's crotch.
Once again, he pressed his plump buttocks on the man's lower abdomen. Nightingale turned her head and looked at Roland. Her delicate body reflected the moonlight, and her beautiful red lips held a finger.
Nightingale bent down and pressed her plump chest on the man's face, but also exposed the two of them's tightly connected lower bodies. The thick penis was completely immersed in the tender vagina, while Roland's eyes were on the slightly opened and closed anus.
Holding the snow-white buttocks in both hands, Roland stretched out his tongue and licked the nightingale's hazel ass.
Then, Roland pressed his body on Nightingale's back, like a sandwich, and clamped Nightingale firmly in the middle with the man below. The cock under him also slid into Nightingale's anus through the lubrication of his saliva. With such a smoothness, even if it is not lubricated, it will enter very smoothly.
Nightingale changed her posture slightly, and the soft flesh on her chest squeezed into two pieces of meat pie on the man's chest, but she had already started kissing the man. Her tongues intertwined each other, and her saliva was constantly stirring with the silver thread.
At this moment, Roland only wanted more in his mind, and his lower body was thrusting mechanically. The moment he ejaculated, the whole world became dark again.
Afterwards, Roland revisited the scene of the dungeon gang rape of Anna, as well as the erotic scenes between his predecessors and Tyre or various noble men and women.
Just when Roland had already fallen into it infinitely, it was dawn.
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