"There's a meddling group of bitches headed to the city, using pawns to try and act against me. I need you to break their pawns." She says.
Kelly stood up, invigorated, and smiled. She felt as good as she had after being gangbanged, maybe even better! She giggled a girlish giggle at the thought of getting gangbanged now. "Mmm... soon." she affirmed and stepped over to Vasha. Kelly caressed the woman's cheek before she kissed her passionately. Their tongues entwined and when their kiss broke she said with a twinkle in her eye, "A good thing as I have so much left to learn." Her eye then caught the diamond of her wedding ring and her smile turned sweet as she thought of her husband. "I will find you soon my love." she stated and kissed her ring. "Now where are you?" she wondered aloud and set off down the hallway, a purposely sexualized sway had found its way naturally into her walk.
"So themself just allow you to strip them naked and chain to wall? And you just must use ewent and not miss opportunity?" She asked as past sperm dropped from her pussy. "Relase them right now! You are still soldier, you have duty for your comrades!"
Kelly walks for several minutes, not bothering to worry about monsters. Finally, she hears her own voice. "Fuck Max... I need your cock!" Her voice turns to moans, along with the wet sounds of sex. Turning a corner, she sees Max, for the first time in half a year. He doesn't see her, leaned up against a pillar, with his eyes fixed on a phone screen. Angling along unseen, Kelly sees that her husband is watching a video of her being ravaged by Michael and his gangsters. "Kelly... Oh, Kelly... God..." He moans, his free hand moving, and Kelly realises that he's jerking off furiously to the sight.
"Oh? Sounds interesting." Mori grins, "Alright. I'll keep that in mind." He nods, accepting the task.
Natasha gets tired of this leading to nowhere conversation, so she didn't even answer him only attack Sarge with fast strikes in his throat, wanted to knock him out as fast as possible.
“Guess I should have asked you earlier, during the day, so we could get the necessary herbs then. Oh, well, too late to do anything about it now.” Miriam shrugged, then grabbed Taia's ass and pulled her into a lewd kiss, their naked bodies pressing together. “Moving on, any requests for how I should fuck you tonight? If it is something I like, I might indulge you...”
A small line of droll starts trickling down the side of his mouth from how intense his grunting and hissing between his gritted teeth are as Layla works him over. She can feel him twitching and throbbing both along the shaft and his balls as his need to release only grows stronger the longer it is denied. "Ngh," he gasps, "See why... you're the leader... of that group. You... do this... to all the men... in your power?"
Luke chuckled and kissed Vasha to begin the next round. Time flew by, maybe minutes, maybe many hours. Intertwined in their embrace, they indulged in their bodies until they had explored each other to the fullest. Luke's cock felt raw and sore and his balls ached from being milked dry over and over. As a priestess of Isis and being in her own dimension, Vasha had no such troubles, a normal woman would feel sore after that, but not her. The young man sat on the edge of the bed, still nude and reeking of sex and sweat. He was conflicted after the fog in his mind had lifted, afraid he had a grave mistake but all too content at having experienced that much pleasure.
"Just like that? You're pretty calm in this situation." She chuckles. "Just be wary, lest you get seduced yourself."
Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: Natasha: 22 Sarge: 2 The fight isn't pretty, not like the intricate sparring matches Natasha and her squad have on the training ground. Anyone watching would think that Sarge and Natasha are both untrained, as they flail at each other, both distracted by lust. Sarge uses his much larger physique to dominate her with grappling, but she manages to nail him in the throat with a lucky shot, and he falls down in a coughing fit.
Taia chuckles, responding to the kiss. "Surprise me." She reaches up to caress the other woman's chest.
Layla pulls her face off of his cock for but a moment, a cheeky smirk on her lips. "Those idiots? They wish." She lowers herself again, her mouth and throat enveloping every inch if his length, until her nose rubs against his pelvis. She holds it there, one hand caressing his balls while the other rubs the rosebud of his ass, and Dylan begins to writhe as he feels his climax denied, the string feeling torturous and oh so good.
Vasha lifts herself up onto her side, hand tracing the scars on Luke's back, as she sighs in post-coital bliss. "You really are a fast learner." She chuckles, leaning in to plant her soft lips against his back, trailing up to his neck. "I know you're conflicted, but this was a good thing. A beautiful thing, Luke." She sighs, before getting up out of the bed. "But all good things must come to an end. And we have work to do. Have you thought about my offer?"
“That's Please surprise me, my Queen!, but I am in a good mood, so I will overlook your little slip-up, pet.” Miriam chided the princess and slapped her butt. “Now, what should we do... I already fucked your ass. Your pussy would be next, but I want to leave that for after I get back from my trip to the past, to celebrate my return.” There was no doubt in Miriam's mind that she would go to the past and then come back. “Let's see how skilled you are at servicing your Queen. Get down on your knees and slowly lick my feet, from the toes all the way up to my pussy.”
Luke fell back on the bed for a moment, 'You certainly opened my mind, about many things.' He then got up and walked to Vasha, 'Have I thought about it? I don't think either of us had much time to contemplate deeper thoughts than what position we'd like to try next.' He sighed, 'I don't think I should. I'm not opposed to being allies against Anai, but I have this feeling that I should do this without the help of your gods.'
Taia yelps at the strike, giggling. "Sorry, my queen." She makes a show of slowly kneeling, before her tongue begins to lick its way up and down, dipping between Miriam's toes.
"As long as you're not trying to burn me at the stake, I guess." She says in a huff. "Let's get back to work." She leaves the bed, putting on her clothes, as sremingly pointless as that action is.
“Good girl... Yes, like that... keep going...” Miriam nodded in approval. The sight of the princess obediently servicing her caused her arousal to grow and her pussy to slowly get wet. Yet she did not rush her pet, choosing to instead enjoy the experience.
