Candy Manson Storms Solo, Janna-Style

In the heart of the Institute, Candy Manson, the storm's fury, finds solace in her secret sanctuary. She strips off her summoner's robes, her body glistening with sweat and desire. Her fingers, so accustomed to casting spells, now trace her intimate folds, spreading her wetness. She leans back, her head tilting up as she slides a thick dildo into her hungry cunt, imagining the sensation of her straight-laced colleague, Straith, filling her. Her body quakes with pleasure, her cries of ecstasy echoing through the stone walls, a secret storm only she controls.

• league-of-legends
• straith

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