I figured as much, really. He would take a picture of that very very rare compared to, you know, sisters shooting stuff, or sisters dying when being shot at, or sisters getting injury that do not require stripping out of their armor and getting naked occasion, and display it prominently. Attribute original poster. You mean apart from "person A gets whipped by person B to achieve purity" being the very first case of flagellation on record? And to treat this kind of wound you'd obviously have to remove the breastplate.
Using her soft soles she began to rub the whole length, curling her toes when she reached the tip and it did not take long for Magos to cum. Look at the Repentia artwork from the Codex. GoonBandito wrote: As for the Faith system, I always thought they were really great implementations. Second best is the Caiphas Cain novels. Hybrid Son Of Oxayotl wrote: Why have it more often than for marines of guardsmen? I imagine it's likely to be an unfounded rumour based on the whole fact of "isolated place, no men allowed", and that the Sisters display a no-nonsense attitude in their dealings.
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She did not even have the energy to swallow as it slowly ran down her throat. The funny thing about Battletech is that all the female MechWarriors tend to wear nothing but a shirt and panties - but it's okay because it's the same for the men. It's not that I don't like porn, but part of me just considers it wrong to "besmirch" something by twisting and sexualising it in a way that is incompatible with what the original concept stands for. Very inspiring, in an RPG kind of sense. Because the relatively primitive Daughters of the Emperor had never seen a force field before, they assumed that this meant Vandire was protected by the Emperor, and happily joined him.
He held her up by her armpits easily with his inhuman strength bringing them eye level. Better than a day at the office, huh? His thick muscle worked her until she could handle no more, her thighs clamped around his head as she convulsed and moaned a low, satisfied growl that lasted more a minute as she ejaculated all over the Chaos Lord's face which he eagerly drank up. It was painful how tight she was but to a worshipper of Slaneesh, pain was pleasure. Kezia decided to change her tactic. Then she remembered where she was.