Ard groaned, a bit surprised at Abigail's skills. His hand caressed her hair, quite enjoying the pleasures the witch had to offer.
"I see, ma'am." She smiles, running some tape around Mirellia's waist and chest, and then measuring her height. "A special occasion? Do you just need something that looks good, or something a little bit risque?"
Trista get of the horse, if there is campfire it mean there are people too. She look at Ignazy. "Can you go take a look who is at campfire? You are the best sneaker from us, so you get best chance to not get spoted." She said
Mirellia stood still as she was measured, "Let's go with... a little bit risque." She said with a slight blush.
Abigail continues to take his cock down her throat, until the former huntsman feels himself getting ready to blow. At the last moment, though, she pulls away, standing and pushing the elf down onto the bedroll with a grin. "You didn't think I'd let you cum that easy, did you? Time for me to have some fun." She mounts Ard, kissing his lips, before taking his dick inside her and beginning to ride him wildly.
He nods, sneaking silently through the forest. After a few minutes, he returns. "Two people, a young guy in brigandine, and a woman in a dress. They're chatting amongst themselves, about eating, I think. There's no one hiding in the dark, so you can take a look if you'd like. I know you witchers have better eyesight than us folk."
"Hmm, only two people you say. Alright, let's move. And let them hear our horses before we reach them, it will be better if we don't suprised them too much." She said and get back on the horse.
The woman nods, taking Mirellia's arm and guiding the milf around the store, showing her dresses and lingerie in many colours and styles, all of them highly revealing, selected to make the most of Mirellia's impressive chest. "So, anything that's caught your eye?"
Ard returned the kiss and grinned up at Abigail, the witch getting on top of him and his cock spreading her tunnel. Placing his hands on her hips, he bucked his hips up into her, her clit hitting his pelvis with every full thrust. He had met few women as aggressive and enthusiastic as the witch. He laughed, 'You surprise me. You take what you want, little witch. Ughn~. I like it.'
“Good to see you're feeling better, sis,” Varrin smiled, glad to see Isabella more like her usual self. He quickly took food from his backpack and gave her some dried meat, along with some bread and water. Then he took some for himself and started eating slowly.
Nodding, they head through the trees on their horses. Getting closer, Trista begins to get a clear view of the campsight, her sharp eyes meaning that she can see the people there before they see her. She sees a particularly handsome young man in a brigandine, sharing some food with a busty woman in a dress, who has the look of a sorceress. As Isabella begins to take the food and eat, Varrin begins to hear noises from the treeline. Listening out, he identifies them as horses, walking slowly towards the camp. In the darkness, he can't quite see anything yet.
"Only, ugh, way to live!" She moans, kissing him again, before beginning to lick his chest and bite playfully at a nipple, as their hips slam together blissfully. It isn't long before he feels Abigail grow tight around his cock, and hears her scream out in orgasm.
“I was wondering if I was going to see you again.” Forcing a smile, she got close to him. “I can’t say I hate that idea.”
“Hmm? Travelers?” Varrin wondered as he heard the noises of approaching people. “With how loud they are being they are clearly not bandits trying to ambush us.” He realized. Since they did not seem to be in any immediate danger he remained standing as he tried to see who was approaching, peering at the treeline.
He grins, sliding an arm around her waist. "Glad to hear it. You have any more luck with customers?" Waldemar orders her a drink.
Enjoying their kiss, Ard felt Abigail's orgasm and held her, as he rolled over on top of her. He gave her a few seconds of slow thrusts as he kissed her, but then started to buck into her ferociously, spreading her legs wide apart. Grunting and enjoying every moment of thrusting his hard cock into her gushing pussy, Ard soon felt an orgasm building, making Abigail feel him throb inside her.
Looking around, Mirellia was at a loss on what to pick. Her hands randomly pick one out, which she quickly tries on. Spoiler: The one on the left
When Trista saw busty woman, she feel jealus a little bit. Her own was much smaller than that one and she hidde them behind armor, but secend thought remind her, that armor save her life many times. Trista rise her hand and speak loud, to let them hear. "Good evening travelers. Did we could find some place near fire after long day?" She asked in friendly tone as they coming closer to their camp.
“...not since your last visit, but that was only yesterday. I don’t know how many people I should be landing in a day.” Forcing some small talk, she got close to bis side, internally picturing when it would be convievent to settle things with him.
