Shadowheart sexing a pumpkin. (Patreon)

She's tossed out her chastity, now it's time for Shadowheart to rid herself of the constraints of her remaining clothing. She may be a cleric, but she's strong enough to wear heavy armor. The links of her chain mail bra are no match for her desire for her breasts to feel the kiss of cool courtyard air. 

    Next, she leans over and we get a spectacular view of her shapely a$$ as she slowly slides off her stirruped pants. Long toes curl with delight as she digs her pulp lined futacock even deeper into her still warm gourd. The lubrication, now almost certainly mixed with a healthy wad of precome, is the perfect consistency, but the hole she created feels inexplicably tighter. 

     She decides to keep going. What started out as an experiment born out of curiosity now has Shadowheart, exhausted of any and all willpower to stop, on a fast course to inevitable ej@culatory bliss.  She looks up to make sure you're still watching and invites you to go over the edge with her in the next post.