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After Cain’s fight, the seventh match proceeded without a hitch, and as always, Seraph stepped into the ring for the final battle of the round. Though his earlier wins had been desperate and narrow, the prince’s arrival brought a chorus of cheers from the audience. One might expect this noisy support to bolster his confidence and turn him back to how he was, but he remained humble, or perhaps ‘fearful’ would be a better word. Every win would plague him with doubts, doubts that he was really strong enough to have defeated his opponents. All of his accomplishments were surely due to plain luck, or maybe his enemies had been paid off to let him win.

Would love to clean his cock when he's done breeding my gf.Lucky her, I need me a nice gangbang, all my holes filled up, would be amazing~Looks like Starlight's Anti Vought group of heroes that she assembled all look to be getting along just great. The team training look's fun.This is how I serve as a hero to the people. The more cocks forced into my holes every night, the less crime on the streets.

A whore like me should always have that expression on her face.I want someone to force this to happen to me~Would anybody like to brainwash a girl like this?Look at the great king of hell and his little daughter, you two are just two little sluts crazy for a master~Of course sharing an imps cock is a method of Father Daughter bonding... until of course the imp gets more interested in my phat fag ass~