Not one person felt brave enough to even draw breath, as the eyes of the Drow Queen speared into the poor fool in front of her. Not any ordinary cavern with stalactites and cave bats and salt. XXX No cloth, only piercings. I-I don’t know! She wore only golden jewellery. Enora was cultivating her erection, gently touching moving her thumb over the head of her penis and biting her lip to watch the elf girl squirm. The floor was red with blood. Enora and Khargosh looked on, watching the Tiefling to their work. They didn’t believe her about the book, but they may just think that the Joy of Justice is dangerous. If they have the artefact, they would certainly misuse it.
