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The Cursed Forge (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

Casron always looked good no matter what; when he worked, when he was resting, it didn't matter. But coming down from his berserker rage made Casron look even better.
 
He could barely stand it, his cock throbbing hard. Casron knew it, he was being watched, eyed like a piece of meat
 
He could tell it got worse whenever he bent or stooped over, or even made any small movement of his hips.
 
"Go find us some food and some firewood." Casron ordered, looking bored as he sat in front of their tent.
 
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