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[dreakeFascaro]

 She sat up, staring with her nightsight at the outlines of the men around her.   As he did so, he saw the men on the ground moving toward each other.            Not body and soul.   Lanthans flexing ass drew her attention back.     Fingers digging into his hips, she pushed herself away from him.   When theyd arrived, the rock before her had been solid and smooth.   Startled from her thoughts, she glanced up at him.   His warmth swallowed her as he shouted his pleasure above her.   But thats not what she agreed with Radin.   Her being uncomfortable was part of her atonement.    What do you think, Tyk?   Tykirs soft words stopped her.    But... At the wrestling match, and before... All this time...    No more prompting was necessary.     At least, not that she was aware of.  She certainly felt the wave of release that pulsed off him.   For now, there is just the one.    So you are reading my mind?   to giving herself to this man, knowing it would be right.     She licked his lips.