Sylvie, the resistance fighter was as beautiful as she was magnificent. Despite being chased by both the Agency and a group of mysterious mercenaries, she managed to turn the odds in her favor.
After all… This was her hunting ground. This was her home.
And as the battle progressed it became clear to Luna that only a miracle would save her now. The athletic fighter was clearly the superior grappler, chaining holds and locks effectively one after the other, giving the agent no quarter.
But there was definitely more at work here than sheer physical skill.
Sylvie pulls back on Luna’s tender neck, forcing a painful groan from the blonde. But as she leans back, she also reaches down between her prey’s legs, pushing her fingers into Luna’s moist cunt.
Luna’s eyes open wide with realization. She had been primed and the Phantom was going for the final surrender.
The surrounding woods come alive with excitement. Leaves tremble. Roots slither. With every thrust of the Phantom’s fingers, the jungle closes around the girls. Pleasure and pain magnified. The woods bleed color and it sings to them.
Every single living thing reaches out for their queen, the Phantom of the Amazon.
(To be continued.)
hexnspiel
2022-01-20 19:37:27 +0000 UTCShannaKat
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