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I'd practiced this. This had happened to me before. When fighting Warleader Gorth'in in the forest before meeting Aingeal. I was prepared for this. I knew I'd fight more shadowmancers. I anticipated this technique. I could hear the slither of indian the naga's scales as she advanced on me. The hiss of her exhale, the flick of her tongue. I smelled something dry and serpentine mixed with the oil used to hone her scimitar. My fear withdrew. I still could act. I could still fight. I could still sense my environment. I had only one disadvantage. It wasn't the end of the world. Air swished. The scimitar slashed at me. Chapter Forty-Eight: Fighting Blind Zanyia “Got hot pussy right here?” I moaned, plunging my fingers into my pussy as Gor went for Kora. “It's real and juicy.” Kora threw herself to the ground, the ogre's grasping hand sweeping over her. She screeched, her twin braids bouncing on her naked back. She quivered there again. I had to do something. I had to draw his attention. Good thing my pussy dripped from the exhilaration. I felt so alive. So horny. “You're going for another illusion again,” I shouted, pulling out my digits from my cunt, coated in my juices. I flicked my fingers at him, splashing his back in juices. “Smell that, big boy. That's prime, lamia cunt-cream.” I pulled up my skirt so my pussy was visible. So my friend, now you know the story I've been waiting to tell you since we started ten stories ago. Chapter Twenty-Seven: Harem's Delightful Celebration Dad sat down on his chair, Mom perched on his desk. Telling her about my sexual adventures wasn’t going to do me any favors. While I could get a fantastic close up look at his thingy, I wasn’t able to follow him very well due to the extreme magnification. Once inside the indian apartment, Manuel shouted to his mother that he had brought his friends over. "Oh, damn. Young hormones let him know, he needs sex, and he needs it a lot. I tried it and it seemed to work. “I was just telling Missy about the BBQ,” Daddy said. “Oh, I know, right?” Stephanie laughed in agreement. He thanks me and kisses the top of my head.