She stood tall, proud — a beautiful elven diplomat with golden skin and eyes that could tame dragons.
Wrapped in flowing silk, she came to offer peace… but their eyes devoured her body, not her words.
“We’re not interested in papers,” one of them growled.
She turned to leave — too late.
Rough hands grabbed her. Soft silk ripped.
Her voice cracked as they pushed her to her knees.
She came to sign a treaty… but they had something else in mind.
Watch how a royal elven emissary loses more than just her pride.
Her lips wrapped around his cock — slow, obedient, gagging as he pushed deeper down her throat.
Her eyes watered, but she never looked away.
They bent her over the war table — her tight elven pussy exposed, dripping.
He slid in rough and deep, gripping her slender waist, pounding her as she moaned into the wood.
Another climbed on the table — she sucked him while the first one fucked her from behind.
Spit, moans, slapping skin.
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