Bent Over and Breathless: Morrigan's Fantasy

In the dimly lit chamber, Morrigan, the sultry mage, finds herself bent over a grand table, her desire for the forbidden ignited. Her long, raven hair cascades over her shoulders as she arches her back, presenting her firm, round ass to the unseen force behind her. She gasps, her fingers clutching the table's edge as something thick and scaly slides between her legs, teasing her wet slit. The intensity builds, her moans echoing in the empty room, as she grinds against the mysterious entity, seeking release.

• morrigan
• sfm
• dragon-age

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