In the heart of Toussaint, Anna Henrietta, the witcher's paramour, surrenders to her primal desires. She's taken against the stone wall, her legs wrapped around the Orc's waist as he fills her completely. His rough hands grip her ass, spreading her cheeks, allowing him to plunge even deeper. Henrietta's moans echo through the corridor, her eyes locked onto his, as he fucks her relentlessly. Her body shudders, her orgasm ripping through her, leaving her a quivering, satisfied mess, her juices dripping down his cock.