As Geralt’s large hands slapped Cantarella’s enticing ass, the sound resonated in the room. XNXX Like a cat, he lands on his feet and presses forward again, this time charging Geralt’s other leg. She is trying to stop a rebellion against Emhyr,” Serrit declared. As he swung open the door, the dimly lit room revealed itself, adorned with luxurious furnishings and a large, four-poster bed. “Yes, yes, give it to me!” she screamed, her desire matching his fervor. “I fled after our last altercation and faked my death to escape. First, you killed my brother in your fight against Emhyr, and now you play his lapdog, serving in his secret service,” Serrit replied, a cold edge to his voice. As Cantarella’s arms tightened behind her, fingers interlacing around Geralt’s neck, his teeth grazed against her neck before delivering a gentle bite. The Wild Hunt is back,” said Geralt, his regret for needing to kill the witcher to save the king he swore to protect from Emhyr weighing on him.
