Ivan could handle himself with a sword, but his weapon of choice was his trusted bow. Although he was proud of his body, it felt very awkward to be stripped naked with all the Amazons staring at him. He tried to block the lewd remarks and to keep his focus on his opponent. Vera was in her late thirties. Her body was still firm and strong, but her D-cup breasts lost the eternal war against gravity and were drooping significantly. But her thick brown n*****s still pointed proudly towards her opponent. They looked like two lances, ready to impale him. Fighting a man in a duel was an insult to her. But as this was the only way to save her own life, she did not complain.
When both fighters had warmed up, Olenia instructed them to fight. The mature sss underestimated her opponent. She rushed in
