of hundreds of monster girls and no small number of human women you could have chosen to get your dick wet." She said stalking toward the knight. "Damn it! I would have let you fuck ME! Instead, you go and ravish some poor, unwilling peasant girl!" Her voice lowered to a dangerous growl, "You are a special kind of sickness that needs to be scrubbed from this world." The man wore a mask of confusion, he had dispatched many ogres in his time as a knight and had never heard