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Without delay, the warrior covered her, piercing her thirsty bosom with a burning spear.
(Erotic stories) The mermaid screamed, scaring off a few birds, groaned, threw her partner around her legs, gave way to jolts, thrust claws into his back.
The moan behind the moan broke from the lips of the river maiden, while the warrior’s phallus pierced its nature.
Not stopping the pushes, Siward furiously kissed the lips of a mermaid.
Their tongues entwined for a brief second in the dance, but soon the warrior broke away from the mermaid’s lips and doubled the strength of his pushes.
The mermaid no longer moaned – she screamed.
The sivard was pushing it down, then almost completely coming out and burst inside again with his flaming scepter.
Despite the incredible pleasure, the enduring warrior held on to the last, and only when the mermaid’s flexible body arched and his member squeezed like a vice, he let go of control and poured into the river maiden.
A warrior and a mermaid lay on a carpet of dry leaves and talked.
Siward talked about his exploits, Irille listened and sometimes asked questions.
A couple of hours flew by unnoticed, and only when the yellow moon rose, did Siward get up.
– I have to go.
A partner may start to worry where I am disappearing.
“You know, come here tomorrow morning.”
AND.
bring your partner.
“Good idea, Irille.”
The warrior got up and, having swum across the river and throwing on his clothes, walked towards the village.
After a few hundred meters, he turned around.
The light of the full moon flooded the forest and the river, but the mermaid figures were no longer visible.
A sweltering night hung over the frozen valley.
Standing at the top of the hill, proud Tigora carefully peered into the darkness.
The loud cry of a late bird made her turn round: the entire slope was covered with brave female warriors standing shoulder to shoulder.

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It was she, the almighty queen of warrior women, who brought them here today.
Once a year, on the night of the first summer full moon, every proud Amazon should cross this valley.
Jump without arms and nude.
So commands the ancient custom of the ancestors.
Everything seemed extinct, but Tigora knew that the forest below was full of people.
Little people! These miserable scurry.
They are there.
They are waiting.
Just yesterday, she was chasing two of them, cowardly hiding in the reed beds.
And only the horse stumbled under it gave them the opportunity to escape from her well-aimed arrows.
Once a year, the queen brings her Amazons here, and then, to the winter cold, many of them, who have crossed the valley, begin to get ugly to get fat.
They can no longer be warriors.
And in the spring the camp will be announced by children’s cries.
The boys will give

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the mean scurrying.
They are not needed.
Of these, only these nonentities can come out.
Of the girls will grow up proud amazons.
So it goes on for centuries, so that the people will not be scanty by the warriors
– So wise ancestors bequeathed.
The pain, shame, humiliation that she experienced here last year, when, replacing her mother, for the first time she led the Amazons to the valley, they now bound her heart with tenacious fear.
But it is not fitting for the almighty queen to give in to fear.
Tigora took a quiver off her shoulder, threw a bow to the ground and began to undress.
Already naked, she straightened the royal crown covering her head, listened for the last time and took a decisive step forward.
Her loyal subjects, leaving weapons and clothing on the hill, followed her.
At the same moment silence was broken by shouts and trampling.
Hundreds of bonfires flashed in the valley, lights of torches jumped up.
Tigora did not rush straight, as last year.
Now she was more experienced.
Hiding in the dark, she watched as the white female bodies flickered between the trees and overtook the swarthy hurries.
She waited patiently, and only when the noise subsided a bit, shifting to the center of the valley, left her shelter.
Bypassing the moon-lit tears between the trees, she cautiously began to make her way to the river flowing on the other side of the plain.
There, beyond the river – salvation! There will not need to hide.
There she will again be a proud Amazon.
– Queen! Search for the queen! She has a crown on her head! – there was a male roar from behind the trees, which made her dive into the undergrowth.
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Tigora was about to continue on her way, but the hysterical moan that was heard nearby stopped her.
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