"That was Your First mistake. Leave The thinking to others" she pushes him away. "Go before I change my Mind"
"We would not be speaking if you meant me harm." The voice returns. "I will tell you what you want to know. You will gain the opportunity to return home, should you stay on your current path. However, you must know that your time here has changed you, and should you return like you desire, it may not be all you wished it to be."
“I was,” Varrin admitted and let out a moan of pleasure “they are... magnificent.” He began thrusting slowly, fucking his sister's tits. “Ever had someone come all over your boobs? Or between them, like this?”
He shrugs. "No idea. None of the others were packing like this, but then again, our mutations were all different." He grins, continuing to tease her by rubbing his cock along her entrance. "All I know is that I'll never get tired of this." Trista feels herself crying out as he thrusts forwards inside her, giant cock stretchiNg her out and making her feel full like few things ever could. It isn't long before he speeds up, pounding her with savage intensity, cockhead slamming against the entrance to her womb and making her mind flash white with pleasure. Leaning down, Gustav captures her mouth with another kiss. "See? I'm not all-ugh-talk!"
The gazes she gathered only worked to arouse her further, Mirellia hoping her bra would be enough to hide her hardened nipples. And as they arrived at the casino, she nods. "Yes, let's get this over with." She said with her usual cold tone, despite her flushed expression.
"Heh." She smirks as her breasts move up and down, engulfing his rod and sending him mad with pleasure. "Why? Will you be jealous?" Isabella chuckles. "No, not yet." She squeezes them even tighter, intensifying the feeling. "Does it make you feel better to know you'll be the first?"
“It's... always nice... to be first in something...” Varrin managed to say between groans of pleasure. “God, Issie, this feels incredible! If you keep it up, your spell will be the only thing keeping me from blowing my load all over your tits!” He sped up his thrusts, getting closer and closer to the edge.
Trista hug him tight as he fuck her hard, but she managed to reach the edge, Gustav already finished. She was disappointed that he finished so fast, ewen with such big dick in her opinion but she fake her orgasm to not make him feel sorry. She fake gasp and of pleasure, ewen if she still want to fuck. "Oh... Yey, Yey, you are not, you are not..." She said gently carry her hand on his piece of meat, hoping to make it hard again before he lost stamina. Gustav is witcher, so maybe this time Trista will be lucky.
'I am aware that things might not be the same back home,' Ard said, 'I am not expecting some triumphant return and expect that one of my cousins has taken up residence in my estate by now. True, this world might have changed me slightly but I was always a bit of an oddball in my homeland.' 'Though, settling down here feels like I would be abandoning my kind and my duty,' Ard continued.
Heading to a door besides the stage, Mirellia and the Doppler are stopped by two guards, two heavily muscled, rough looking types. At a few words from the Doppler, they stand aside, and let the pair into the area behind the stage. Heading backstage, she sees several more armed guards, who all look tough, though not highly trained, and a woman who the Doppler points out as the magician, though she seems more like a showgirl than a sorceress. Pirouetting with a flourish, she practices her magic act, before the Doppler attracts her attention. "Hi!" She beams, coming up to the pair. "You're here to audition?" She looks Mirellia up and down. "My friend here didn't tell me what a beauty he had coming today!" She slaps the doppler's arm playfully and admires Mirellia in the skimpy costume. "I'm Saira."
She continues to titfuck him, though whenever he feels close to the edge, it seems to shrink away from him. "Is that what you want, to see my big breasts covered in your seed, little bro?" She smirks.
K (He didn't cum yet ) Gustav continues to fuck her, unabated, reaching up to take hold of her breasts
"I speak not to try to convince you one way or the other. I merely mean to warn." He can see her shape beneath the water, obscured. "I can help you return home, if that is your wish."
Trista moan as he fuck her harder, wondering how he managed to fit inside her. She gently bite him in the neck, as he hold her breasts.
“Yes, please! I wan to shoot my load all over your magnificent tits!” Varrin admitted as he kept fucking Isabella's breasts, hoping that she would let him.
