Trista make moans and gasp of pleasure. "Ohhhh... Yes, yes!!! Harder, harder!" She act like actress on the stage, before eyes of hundreds viewers to act like woman extazy.
Ard gave an appreciative hum, as Abigail rubbed her butt against his erection, his hands left her breast and caressed down her belly, holding her close as he chuckled, 'Forgive me, I could not resist and got carried away there.' 'We better get out before we shrivel up like prunes,' Ard said as he rose from the tub and stepped out. The elf could not manage hide the thick and long cock between his legs, as he started to dry himself off.
"Mmm... Wha..." Slowly waking up, Matthias lets go of the witcher. As she packs, she notes movement from outside the window.
The dwarf heads into the courtyard, walking past the priestess. She gives him a brief look, but her gaze quickly returns to the prisoners, as she focuses on transporting them to the dungeons. "Hurry up, you heathen scum! What, you're finding it too hard to walk? Then why don't I give you some motivation?" A young man screams as the priestess summons flames in her hand with magic, before pressing the fire into the prisoner's back. The dwarf looks up to Lutz's vantage point and shrugs, unable to attract the woman's attention again.
Verena looks outside The nearby window as She continues to pack her things and adjust the chainmail of her Armour.
She returns the hug, breasts pressing against him, before she lets him go. "Alright, brother." Heading back to his chambers, Varrin quickly finds himself falling asleep again. He wakes up late, noting the absence of Madeline's foot kicking him, posing in her revealing underwear to tease him.
"I'll take good care of it." They soon head to the carriage, Gunther strapping Gwyhyr to his hip as if it was his own blade. Caster nods respectfully, and drives the carriage into the city. As they head closer to the cramped slums, Gunther leans over to make some light conversation. "So, your coachman." He gestures to Caster. "Has he been servicing you adequately? I can find a replacement if you'd like."
Exiting the room, feeling a little sore from the pounding she just endured, Danielle hears cackling from beside her, turning to see a courtesan regarding her with a grin. "Have a good time, love?" She chuckles again and heads back into her room. Heading to the baths, Danielle finds a secluded spot where she can wash away the sweat and seed she accumulated during her lovemaking session, and feels refreshed.
Gustav supresses a laugh as he continues to pretend to fuck Trista, pressing down on the bed to make it squeak. The enhanced hearing of the witchers quickly allow them to hear people moving around below to listen to the 'sexual' sounds from Trista's room. She judges that she's got the innkeeper's attention, as well as her guard's.
Before they left the estate, Mirellia whispers to Caster to keep his crossbow hidden and ready. Telling him they might be encountering some mercenaries, and to fire once their attention was on Gunther. And as they left, Mirellia nods at the old man's question. "Yes, he's been doing a good job... despite Wendel's incapacity to pay." She replied, "There'll be no need for that."
Abigail exits the water beside him. "No need to apologise, elf. If I wasn't interested, I'd have turned you into a frog." Her hand touches his chest, stroking its way downwards.
A little confused at the woman’s nosiness, she says nothing and proceeds to clean herself up quickly. Still amazed at the intensity, she was definitely going to remember that. After finishing up, she went back out, debating how she could be killing time. (Really don’t know what to be doing here)
Trista hold up to not laught of fun, and slap hard in the bag, giving voice of pain and pleasure. "Ahh!! Harder daddy! Ugh!!! Harder!" She quiet move to window and light candle, to give signal to werewolf. "Arg!!! Ewen wiverns didn't strike so hard!" She scream and kiss Gustav in the mouth, without warming. What ever, something to be more realistic it could be helpfull.
Lutz subtly shakes his head. He saw what he had to see. Her rejoined his dwarven companion. "For now, I'm done here. Let's get a hiding place set up and prepared, before meeting your boss."
Gunther nods, as the carriage enters into a squalid nonhuman slum. The elderly man exits the carriage, and as Mirellia follows, she sees a shadow moving across one of the rooftops.
After she washes herself, Danielle sees the courtesan who pointed out Waldemar the first time. "Hey, uh, Danielle? Your client just walked in, if you're interested."
She sees movement from the trees, before she kisses Gustav. The older witcher seems surprised for a moment, before his hands move across her body, and he kisses back hard.
The dwarf nods, before leading Lutz to an abandoned warehouse along the docks, somewhat small, but isolated enough for sound not to travel far, and with an extensive basement level. "We sometimes use this place for smugglin'," the dwarf explains, "so we don't get many break ins. The riffraff know to stay away, lest they make Cleaver mad."
Despite noticing their tail, Mirellia doesn't react as she wanted the element of surprise on her side. She sticks close to Gunther, following him while keeping her watch of their surrounding.
