This was everything that mattered. Free porn His own cock had gone off multiple times, adding to the damage. He was sprawled on silk sheets, an unusual luxury but one necessary for the preservation of what little sanity he retained; after the chaos, and the battles against said chaos, of the sea-borne expedition against the Skinriders, a scheme-riddled venture which had successfully claimed the life of his beloved brother Bruglir but failed to deliver the heads of either Urial or Yasmir, after all that time on the cursed water, Malus needed a day or two of true, pure rest. He would get revenge. Whereas Hauclir had cut a bumbling figure, this one was skilled to a deathly level.
