コンドームなしでセクシーな十代のガールフレンドとセックス

No condom and fuck sexy teen girlfriend Roxy lay still, drenched in sweat, her face contorted in silent pain. Her legs shaked. What she had become. Epilogue: The Silence of Saints

Roxy was later recovered alive — barely. She simply rolled onto her side and wept — not from shame, but from the knowledge that her body was no longer hers. He looked at her, still convulsing on the floor, and for once, the mighty Astartes could not find words. Roxy screamed. Sister Roxy was not born a hero — she was forged into one, molded by pain, obedience, and the fire of devotion. When it begins.”

Roxy took it in her teeth and lay down. Only two souls breathed in that silent chamber: Sister Roxy, stripped of everything but faith — and Priestess Verena, whose hands trembled despite decades of ritual calm. Sister Roxy was not born a hero — she was forged into one, molded by pain, obedience, and the fire of devotion. Caelen stood over her, full height restored. She endured, because there was no choice. “Then let me break. A relic of war never meant for flesh. After endless minutes, the pressure shifted. Laughed. “Are you certain?” Verena asked quietly. Epilogue: The Silence of Saints

Roxy was later recovered alive — barely. Vents hissed. She had prepared the core, anointed it, warmed it with sacred oils to ease the passage. Between them lay the object: a power core encased in sanctified adamantium, roughly the size of a gauntleted fist. Her legs shaked. “Are you certain?” Verena asked quietly. Heavy. What she had become. After endless minutes, the pressure shifted. Her pride shattered. But in a galaxy that grinds even saints to dust, her