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The days did not pass in Silthara Palace; they dissolved. Morning blurred into dusk, dusk sank into night, and night returned again like a tide that refused to retreat.
And within the emperor’s chamber, the rut of the Serpent King did not weaken; it deepened.
"Hngh... ahh...ahhh...aahhh...hnghhh."
Zeramet drove forward again, both of his cocks burying themselves fully inside his consort. Each thrust ended the same way—his body shuddering as he spilled his e ...
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