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The Party (League of Legends)

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It was the end of season wrap party for the Top Lane, as many of the bruisers of Runeterra gathered as a means to relax and have fun after months of beating each other. The crocodile and anubis chatting over their past. The Demacian knight and the Noxian general trying to outbrag each other. The mech-riding yordle trying to communicate with the prehistoric c***d-brained yordle. However in a dark hallway of the party house, one of the Freljord’s finest barbarians found himself pressed against the wall, pinned by a lithe Demacian duelist.
“Fiora, st-” Tryndamere’s protest was cut short as the woman f***ed herself upon him, pressing her lips against his rough, rugged mouth. Her tongue f***ed itself into the king’s mouth, which had finally began to concede allowed her in.
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“Non.”
Fiora pulled Tryndamere’s phone from his pocket and tossed it away. She had already pulled open her top, revealing her ample chest. She was already hard at work, trying to dig her hand under his pants as he tried, albeit with not much fight, to resist.
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He wasn’t reciprocating the advances from the grand duelist, but he stopped trying to fight it. He closed his eyes as the woman finally got his pants down, exposing his meaty, but still flaccid cock. With only a deep breath as a reply, the warrior allowed himself to be stroked by Fiora, who had begun to suck on the man’s neck.
“Don’t leave a mark, FioraaaaAAAH!”
One of the woman’s hands had cupped the man’s balls, squeezing tight as a means to laugh in the face of Tryndamere’s demand.
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“Ugh, zat bitch still going on?”
“Don’t call her a bitch. That’s my wi-hi-hiiiife…”
Another ball squeeze shut him up again as Demacia’s duelist dropped to her knees. At this point, Tyrndamere’s cock had begun to bulk up, filling itself out and poking out. Fiora placed the cockhead in her mouth, making her tongue circle around the tip. The man squirmed against the wall, trying desperately to grab some sort of handhold as his cock finally started to stand at full attention. His size and girth as massive as expected for a warrior of his stature.
As Fiora began to bob up and down, trying to break the man’s defences, the two heard his name being called at the party.
“Yo guys,” Olaf, wearing his finest four popped collar polos, polled the room, “Trynd around? His wife says he’s not answering his phone.” there was some commotion from the party room but slowly more and more voices began to speak up, stating that they haven’t seen him.
“Fiora…please. Let me text her. I-I’ll lie! She won’t know, please, let me-”
“Non!”
She sharply took the cock in her mouth after her stern declination. Twisting her lips against the king’s shaft, Fiora applied a twister of damp tightness that was causing the man to have issues standing up.
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Failing to grasp the flat hallway wall, Tryndamere could only focus on his knees not buckling as his cock thickened inside the Demacian’s mouth. Fiora pulled herself off and quickly clasped her hand over the cock, stroking and slightly twisting, giggling as the man struggled.
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“We need to st-nnnnn,” another protest was cut short as the barbarian’s rigid cock was once again stuck in the Grand Duelist’s open mouth. Fiora’s head bobbing up and down, now with enough lubrication to completely bury the meat inside her mouth and throat. Tryndamere once again tried to get a handhold but couldn’t find anything to hold onto, the only thing stopping him from his body falling was when his wrists were grabbed by Fiora, allowing her blowjob to reach his cock’s base. On her knees and in control, Fiora’s tongue cycled around the shaft as it pulsed and throbbed. She felt her hands grabbed by Tryndamere, his fingers digging into hers.
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“Fiora…just…stop. Please, don’t make m-nnnnnnn!” He could only bite his tongue as his hips thrust forward, finally losing balance and falling onto his ass. His cock fell out of Fiora’s mouth at the right time as the woman’s work did its job, cum blasting out all over the man’s ripped abdominal muscles. As he tried to catch his breath, his glazed over eyes finally focused to see a red hair streak moving left to right. Fiora’s tongue ran all around his body, lapping up the spilt spunk and cleaning the barbarian king. Finishing up her meal, she got up and took a seat on the man’s thighs, already wrapping her hands around the once-again growing cock.
“I don’t care about who you are with and what vows you’ve lip-serviced to some girl for land. You have what I want. I always get what l want.” Fiora leaned in to whisper into Tryndamere’s ear before once again placing her lips on his. Finally, the barbarian reciprocated the kiss, lost to his pleasure as the woman finally began to remove the last of her clothes, ready to finally straddle the man and put his girth inside her once again. Her hips were met with the man’s hands, ready to guide himself inside.
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[MESSAGE FROM: ASHE]
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Updated: October 21, 2016 — 1:29 pm

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