In the sultry manga “Dragon Prince,” a single carnal command ignites the night. Answering her man’s call, the sleek blonde arrives with a singular purpose. Under the Pale Moon, she becomes a vision of seduction, each article of clothing discarded to reveal the flawless curves designed for porno-grade temptation. Her hands and mouth work expertly, delivering a deep, hungry minet that leaves him throbbing and desperate. This is mere prelude. With a predatory gleam, she grants him total access, letting him sex her with relentless, pounding force. Every thrust is a claiming, every gasp a symphony of raw, sex-driven pleasure, as they lose themselves in a primal, sweat-slicked ritual.










