Geralt and the Gwent Tournament
Chapter 1: Gwent Tournament
In the bustling city of Novigrad, where the scent of the sea mingled with the rich aromas of market stalls, an air of anticipation hung over the Grand Masters Gwent tournament. “Gods, you’re hot!” Geralt groaned, his voice thick with desire as he reveled in the intensity of their shared passion. xx video Geralt’s palm, resting at the apex between Sasha’s inner thigh, felt the intoxicating heat of her arousal, the slick wetness of her sex coating his fingers in a silken sheen that spoke of a longing yearning to be quenched. On the morning of the Grand Master Gwent Tournament, his arrival to Passiflora was reacted to with a mix of suspicion and celebrity, earning him both wary glances and nods of respect from
