O toque da Conquistadora
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Last published Fri, Feb 5, 2016
Xena é a Conquistadora, governadora do mundo conhecido. Nessa história, ela obtém uma nova escrava corporal. Vá em frente, adivinhe qual o nome da escrava!
Disclaimer #1 - Eu não possuo direitos sobre as personagens, eu simplesmente amo escrever sobre elas.
Disclaimer #2 - Esta é uma história que apresenta tema erótico, há definitivamente um foco nos detalhes dos elementos mais sensuais do conteúdo. Se por algum motivo existem leis que proíbem você de ler histórias eróticas sobre mulheres, você deve evitar esta.
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