Brigitte laid sprawled-out on her back next to the railroad ties that the beast looming over her considered legs. “Yeah, well, no shortcuts; only hard work,” she replied with another roll of her eyes and a huff of breath. “I’m just pleased that everyone got what they needed.” As she settled there on her back, she could feel a steady flow of stale spunk flowing out of her abused cumdump pussy and added another dark stain to the canvas ring mat. “Not everyone,” retorted the enormous figure standing over her. Her eyes springing hentai open wide, she watched on as he reached up and undid the rope holding up his tattered, fraying shorts and tugged them down around a cock that must inspire envy in horses and nearly rivaled one of those fence post legs it hung between. Brigitte was speechless – and sore, from being railed for hours – but mostly speechless. “Holy– oh my God..” was all she could manage to breathe. His dick seemed to stretch on upwards without end from where she was laying at the man’s feet. “The wager was that if I beat you, I could do ‘whatever I want to you,’ no? I first opted to share you with the rest of the men you beat in your ‘training regimen,’ but now I want anime what’s owed to me.” Sven, apparently, was not going to wait for her response, and was not at all deterred by the fact that Brigitte wasn’t in much of a condition to move at this point. He knelt down, took up her toned waistline cartoon into either immense hand and lifted her entire body off of the mat. “What do you think you’re doing!?” the flailing shield-maiden shrieked as she was hoisted up into the air. Her legs kicked meagerly, her arms thrashed fruitlessly, and she soon found herself facing the same wall she had grown comfortable with over the past several hours. The apple-sized head of Sven’s bitchbreaker slipped in between the loose pair of lips that marked the entrance to her abused hole. Her feet dangled several feet above the mat. Brigitte craned around, squirming in Sven’s overpowering grasp. “I think you should know by now, Ms. Lindholm,” swept the soft, almost soothing voice from behind her. That was when he let go. Brigitte was no stranger to taking a fall. fetish She leapt off of rooftops, down from cliff sides and out of windows, all in the name of justice and taking care of the powerless. So, when she fell the roughly two feet before coming to an abrupt halt, it shouldn’t have been that big of a deal. However, in all of her combat training to prepare to japanese take up the mantle as Brigitte Lindholm, shield maiden and protector of the people, she hadn’t thought to prep for the possibility of being dropped two feet onto an enormous, throbbing dick and to allow gravity to impale her on the thing. 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