Log inOlcadan felt like he was being watched!
Stop. ✅/ Hurry on ahead.
Aeon returns, this time seeking a more intimate duel. Olcadan accepts - unaware the lizardman's pack lie in wait... Seems he's no "Edge Master," but can you blame him? It's been a long time since his blood has stirred.
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ALT Text: A few characters from Soul Calibur 3 are engaged in a rough threesome:
-Aeon Calcos, a feathered lizardman with green scales lies on his back. His head decorated with a crest of yellow feathers and a few horns; one along the tip of his nose, as well as two just above his jawline. His well toned frame widens at his hips, supporting his powerful legs and heavy tail. His red eyes look up toward his quarry, Olcadan, whom he taunted with a lifted leg, stripped of all his armor. Not yet erect, Aeon hopes to win this joust with cheap tricks.
-An unnamed Lizardman, one of Aeon's pack, also joins the fray. He has glowing light blue eyes, blood red scales that grow lighter on the front of his torso, with yellow striped patterns running along his head, back and legs. Decorated with some tribal gear, as well as armor fragments no doubt taken from his defeated foes, the lizardman lunges at his chieftain's quarry. Pinning the owlman's left arm behind his back, and using his erect member to penetrate his target's vulnerable rear, he thrusts wildly, spanking the careless birdman.
-Olcadan, a half man, half owl warrior is sandwiched between the two lizardmen. White feathers cover his head, chest, wrist and legs, with black eyebrows and some matching black feathers in a pattern around his eyes and beak. While a tinge of blue coats the edge of his tail feathers and legs, his chest, biceps and hands remain bare; his feet are as a bird's talons, and his hands posses sharp claws. The owlman stripped, thinking himself more than capable of dominating his foe once again, albeit in a different manner of clashing swords. He swiftly gained the upper hand, an easy task with the lizardman presenting himself so. But no sooner than he placed his hand on Aeon's chest did he find himself assailed from the rear. His member erect, his glans rubbing against Aeon's slit with each thrust from the foe behind, Olcadan was overwhelmed. He let out a cry of defeat, surrendering his seed to the victors.
Stop. ✅/ Hurry on ahead.
Aeon returns, this time seeking a more intimate duel. Olcadan accepts - unaware the lizardman's pack lie in wait... Seems he's no "Edge Master," but can you blame him? It's been a long time since his blood has stirred.
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ALT Text: A few characters from Soul Calibur 3 are engaged in a rough threesome:
-Aeon Calcos, a feathered lizardman with green scales lies on his back. His head decorated with a crest of yellow feathers and a few horns; one along the tip of his nose, as well as two just above his jawline. His well toned frame widens at his hips, supporting his powerful legs and heavy tail. His red eyes look up toward his quarry, Olcadan, whom he taunted with a lifted leg, stripped of all his armor. Not yet erect, Aeon hopes to win this joust with cheap tricks.
-An unnamed Lizardman, one of Aeon's pack, also joins the fray. He has glowing light blue eyes, blood red scales that grow lighter on the front of his torso, with yellow striped patterns running along his head, back and legs. Decorated with some tribal gear, as well as armor fragments no doubt taken from his defeated foes, the lizardman lunges at his chieftain's quarry. Pinning the owlman's left arm behind his back, and using his erect member to penetrate his target's vulnerable rear, he thrusts wildly, spanking the careless birdman.
-Olcadan, a half man, half owl warrior is sandwiched between the two lizardmen. White feathers cover his head, chest, wrist and legs, with black eyebrows and some matching black feathers in a pattern around his eyes and beak. While a tinge of blue coats the edge of his tail feathers and legs, his chest, biceps and hands remain bare; his feet are as a bird's talons, and his hands posses sharp claws. The owlman stripped, thinking himself more than capable of dominating his foe once again, albeit in a different manner of clashing swords. He swiftly gained the upper hand, an easy task with the lizardman presenting himself so. But no sooner than he placed his hand on Aeon's chest did he find himself assailed from the rear. His member erect, his glans rubbing against Aeon's slit with each thrust from the foe behind, Olcadan was overwhelmed. He let out a cry of defeat, surrendering his seed to the victors.
