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Femgar on the prowl

Nov 10th, 2013
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  1. It wasn't uncommon for Summoners to talk about their preferred champions, and how they may adore them, or enjoy their company from time to time, but no one was as rewarded for this as the Rengar summoners. Through thick and thin, they stood by the white lioness, and in victory and defeat, they were together. Rengar tended to take better care of her summoners than other champions, she would surprise them at isolated areas of the league, pouncing on them and growling affectionately, spending some time with the summoners she got to know. Only one man ever got anything more than that from the proud huntress, and he reveled in every moment of it. She oft visited him in the middle of the night, pouncing from the darkness and grabbing his already stiff cock through the sheets, a smile sliding across his face as the situation he was waiting for finally came to pass. "A fitting prize" she teased, as she pulled the covers off, smiling at his cock as it pointed straight up, before kissing it and taking it into her mouth. He knew, at any moment she could remove it from him, but she chose not to. Instead, she slid her textured tongue over the backside of it, as she bobbed her head up and down the stiff piece. She never let him finish from that though, and she could always tell if he was going to. There was no way to deceive her sensitive tongue, and she felt the pulses coming from miles away. She usually opted to finish him off with her hand, sometimes letting him spray his seed onto her as an extra service, but today was different. Today they had won many many matches together, and just like any other day, he had only done so with her. He had even outright refused to play anything else in any other lane, taking her as a support one game. They dominated every lane together, so tonight she would give him an extra special reward. Mounting the man, she knelt above his cock the man's waist between her knees as she undid the skirt around her waist, revealing her sensitive pussy to him as she purred, smiling down at the man before she lowered herself, savoring each and every inch until he was buried in her completely. Mewling lightly she began to move up and down, slowly at first, before gaining speed bouncing on his cock as the man put his hands on her waist shoving her down suddenly and holding her in place as he finished, spraying her full of his semen. Moaning and purring, she let her head lay back for a moment before leaning forward and nuzzling the man, his hand finding her head and stroking it as they lay connected.
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  3. She would stay by his side, and lay with him for as long as he was awake, but she was always gone in the morning. Despite that he was unconcerned, because she was always back the next night.
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