"Oh, Gods yes." He moans. "Fuck... Don't worry, baby. Soon enough you'll be able to fit that thing all the way down your throat." Rogriss leans down to caress her breasts as she sucks his dick.
Alyndra bit his cockhead lightly, before laughing, 'You're so damn cocky, in more ways than one.' She put her mouth on him again, trying to slip it in deeper, while she used both hands to jerk his shaft. The redhead chocked, as it hit the back of her mouth, saliva running down his length. Her jaw was aching, but the hard dick in her mouth and beginning of her throat gave her a pleasant tingle down to her nethers.
“Attacked” is a bit much. Didn’t look like you were doing much complaining. Besides..if I wanted to use cheap means to extract information, I’d...” Catherine raised her sabre again letting the steel rest along the innkeeper’s neck. “-do that.” Catherine lowered the weapon back down, having made her point clear. “The little greenskin is...well, a pawn would be smarter. He’s main role is to be bait, so as soon as I can get to the inquisitor, I can dump his body in the swamp somewhere.”
"Ah~" Laura moaned as the elf started teasing her. The nun grabbed her tits and started groping them. She arched her back, pushing her full breasts forward, wobbling, coiling, moaning... her juices flowing to Celine's mouth.
"Not complaining? I was screaming for help!" She snarled. "Whatever poison the vile critter used-!" She paused as the sword found itself right next to her throat. She stayed silent for a moment. "Are you offering?" She asked slowly.
Celine eagerly swallowed Laura's juices, enjoying the older woman's taste. Wanting more she kept licking and sucking, her tongue going as deep inside the blonde's slit as it could reach. At the same time she continued teasing and pinching the nun's clit and groping her ass.
“Depends. Killing one of your own boys regardless if you like them or not is frowned upon. Taking that risk means you should be the one trying to convince me. Really though..I figured he’d probably bite it against the elf...” Catherine made a face of concern. “Look, we got a elven supremacist that’s killed a lot of good people. I need to know where the inquisition is hiding out so we can put a stop to it.”
"Ow!" He looks down at her with a mock expression of hurt. "How could you?" Rogris moans as she takes him deeper. "Yes..." The orc places his hand in her red hair, though he doesn't push down. "Are you ready to have this thing inside you?"
As Celine continued her assault on the nun, it finally brought her effect. Laura's body froze and her juices shot into awaiting mouth of elf once again. Her shaking body, riding waves of orgasmic pleasure, slowly slid down the wall, her gaze absent...
"There is difference between one's attack dog and one's subordinate. Wild animals are to be put down." The inn owner snarled, but looked more calm. She got up and walked to the bowl with water, stripping her clothes along the way. "You are right about the elf bitch... But on the other hand, her presence buys me inquisitor and her party as clients." She started cleaning her body, from goblin's fluids. "What I dislike, is that this entire situation, with goblin looks scripted. And I woul be giving everything and gaining nothing...." She turned to face Catherine, her naked breasts swaying. "You need to pay for that information. Otherwise, it will be extortion."
“Of course, it can be argued that testing my patience and retaining all of your skin is payment enough.” Catherine gave a scowl. “Anarchy still has it’s rules. I cannot turn hostile against someone who has been a relatively good host. That is....I am obliged to play by your rules.” Catherine was clearly frustrated with this. Her own sense of how to do things making it too problematic to just torture and kill someone unprovoked. “You’re concerned about the profit of losing the inquisition in the meantime. In the long term, securing the interest of my crew means far more income, both due to size and the fact pirates are eager for shore leave and will likely be drinking at least six times the amount of whatever those wusses inquisitors call getting drunk....on another note, the goblin as much of a nuisance as he is, you undoubtedly noticed his fluids have special properties that certain clientele will likely pay for. I’ll throw in discounted shipments of it, once I can get it refined.” As much as she spoke, Catherine let her good eye scan the shadows partly assuming the goblin would be too stupid to listen and was skulking about somewhere. As distasteful as it was...Catherine wouldn’t be able to actually harm the innkeeper..but the goblin was not a pirate and she certainly wouldn’t acknowledge him as part of her crew. While she was inclined to negotiate, she ultimately ruled that it was better to just break the innkeeper than be forced to sell at loss in the long run. That would deprive her actual crew of their share and her own sense of morals saw it was unacceptable to allow that, so she made a idle motion with her hand to gesture indifference to whatever the goblin does if he was still watching.
The innkeeper hummed. "You are right, in the long term, that situation is unacceptable for business." She walked up to the pirate and stopped in front of her, her impressive bust pushing against pirate's large chest. "But I don't see how you could change the situation. I doubt that the critter would be able to do anything against the elf. As for the fluids..." She shook her head. "Untested material, unknown effects, and limited source - short term profit is unworth the long term damage and loss of clients it could create." As the talked, Catherine noticed, that following her signal, the goblin slid into the room. @asddas193 Gih saw his busty companion waving at him. Understanding it as a signal of a sort, Gih silently slid inside and hid behind one of the shelves.
“I doubt that too. Which is why the inquisition should help stamp out dangers like this and make it safe to travel, which leads to more clients with much less risk of shipments and supplies being raided.” Maybe Catherine wasn’t the charismatic force she saw herself as, but if she understood anything, it was net profit. “Of course, if you feel that crazed drunken sailors might be a disturbance for your place and it’s more trouble than it’s worth, we can always just happen to decide to become regulars of the competition and they can deal with the consequences.”
The inn owner narrows her eyes. "I offer you an easy deal - information for some fun. You refuse, and have your animal attack me, when things go south for the critter, you pretend to rescue me - in reality rescuing your... bait, only to demand information from me after, and now you threaten me?" The busty woman snarls. "Out! Get out!"
Celine greedily swallowed as much of Laura's juices as she could, her tongue going deep inside to get every last drop before finally withdrawing. The elf gently helped lower the nun to the floor and left her to catch her breath. She took Laura's panties and used them to clean herself, then got dressed and waited for the older woman to catch her breath. “Thank you for the drink, vintage wine really is great...” She smiled at the blonde once the nun had recovered enough to be able to hear her...
The redhead started to bob her head, nearly letting Rogriss' head out of her mouth before plunging it to the back of her mouth again. She moaned in her throat as she did and her hands stroked along and around his thick shaft. After a good minute, she released his cock from her mouth. Alyndra smiled up at Rogriss and giggled, 'Not yet, this is fun.' With that she went back to sucking on his huge cock. Shs hadn't expected it, but she really enjoyed doing this.
Rogriss continues to moan. "You're beautiful, nice, and you enjoy sucking cock. Where have you been all my life?" He smirks.
Alyndra let Rogriss cock escape from her lips with a plop, running both her hands over his length and playing with his head a little. She gave a brilliant smile at his compliments, 'Aw, that's nearly romantic. I'm glad I met you too.' She smirked as she stroked him from tip to base, 'Gods, you're so hot and hard.' Her pussy tingled pleasantly, as she went back to swirl her tongue around his cockhead and take his cock in her mouth once more. One of her hands left his shaft and circle down lower to massage his balls. She had been unskilled and awkward at it a few minutes ago, but the redheaded minx was learning by doing very quickly.
Enjoying the passionate blowjob, Rogriss can do little but moan, cock twitching in Alyndra's warm mouth. "By the Gods, Lyndra, you feel amazing. Keep at it like that, and my cock'll be showing you its appreciation."
"Ooh!" Letting out an excited growl, Gih takes the chance to sneak back inside. Making sure to hide near the inn owner, waiting for the signal to strike. While also removing his loincloth underneath his cloak. Then, just as the white-haired woman screamed for them to get out. Gih gets rid of his cloak, pouncing on the naked woman. "Gihiiii!" The little goblin let out an excited giggle, as he lets his warty cock enter the inn owner's pussy. Spreading his aphrodisiac laced precum all over the inside of her cunt.
