"You little..." Auberon pulls away her panties and bra roughly, before entering her with a sharp thrust, sending every inch of his length inside her. "Don't get arrogant, ugh, just because you killed that traitor." He begins to fuck her hard. "You're not in control, here."
The door opens, Ard's cousin on the other side. The blonde has removed her makeup while in the room, but she doesn't really look any less attractive for it. "Ard? Is something up?"
She grins up at him. "The deal was that when the time came, I was going to be the first one to fuck you." Madeline's gaze turns leering. "In return I promised that we could share afterwards."
Ard entered the side bathroom, closing the door behind him. He smiled at Eileann, 'Yes, there is.' He stepped up closed to her and brushed a blonde strand from her face behind her pointed ear, 'This might just be wine talking, but... I really like you, Elly. No, not just. I love you, and I missed you when I was gone.'
The Waitcher stands and draws her Sword, looking at The Area. "Take Your staff and go in fighting stance"
“Well, that's not very sisterly of you, is it.” Varrin smirked. He decided not to ruin the moment by mentioning what he and Isabella had done during the trip. “Do you have anything in particular in mind?” He removed his last piece of clothing, exposing his cock, already semi-erect thanks to the sight of Madeline's tits.
"Aahn." Mirellia let out a moan as her lingerie was ripped awah, revealing her stiff pink nipples, and moist pussy. Allowing his thick cock to enter her easily, "Haahn." She let out an erotic cry as her lower lips were spread open, she arches her back as his cock hits her cervix. "Mmmh!" Her stocking-clad toes curl, as her pussy tightens around his shaft, allowing him to feel each fold much more clearly.
"What's our purpose here, my lady." Lutz asks as he puts a collar around the woman's neck. He then rips her dress open, showing of her salvage and shortening it. He then proceeds to tie her hands behind her back and tie a rope to her collar, by which he intended to lead the noble to the city.
"A-Ard..." Eileann's fair skin goes red at his touch and his words. "I-I love you too." Her voice is soft and uncharacteristically nervous, but no less honest for that fact. "What now?" She looks up at him.
Thinking this to be just another part of her training, the blonde nods and raises the weapon, angling her body in a rough approximation of the witcher's pose. Beyond the two of them, the noise gets closer, still too far for Verena's companion to hear, but enough for the witcher to hear the clanking of armour.
The vixen's long, shapely legs reach out to touch Varrin's cock, while she coos at the sight of it. "Well, she got some other stuff as well. As for what I had in mind, I was thinking that, since you're my heroic rescuer, you could do the honour of choosing how this goes." One of Madeline's feet slips around Varrin's waist, and begins pulling him in. "You can do whatever. You. Want." She grins.
"Have you ever been with a king before?" Auberon grunts as her cunt squeezes his length tightly, and he reaches down to bite roughly at her nipples. "You should see this as an honour, slut." Using the unusual design of the chains, he repositions the milf so that she's on her hands and knees, forcing her head down against the mattress with his foot before pressing his cock forwards into her asshole. "A great honour indeed."
Sophia gasps as the torturer tears her clothing. "There's an artifact that I want." She explains. "Something of great power."
Lutz hummed and turned to the sorceress. "Lead on." He ordered her. Then he tugged the rope, forcing Sophie to walk behind him. "Where are we to find it and what is it?"
"Aaahn, n-no, I haven't. Nnnh!" Mirellia replied, letting out a moan as he bites on her stiff nipples. But, as he suddenly changes their position, with his foot stepping on her head. Forcing her to bury her face in the sheets, the sexy milf shuddered as she feels his cock on her asshole, "Mmmmmmmh!" She lets out a muffled scream as she squirts the moment his meat pole entered her ass. The walls of her backhole clinging tightly on his shaft, as she attempts to move her hips in synch to his own.
The woman gasps at the rougness, before following along. "A weapon... From another world." She explains. "It'll be in the palace."
Auberon ravages her ass with gusto, reaching down to roughly pinch her clit as he pistons back and forth. Finally, she feels his cock begin to twitch. As she lingers on the edge of unconsciousness, Mirellia feels the king grab her hair and pull her to face him. "What do you think? Should I fill your whore ass up, or should I cover you in my seed?"
"Palace?" He asked. Nobles and their ideas. Of course, it had to be something as useless as a weapon. For a moment he entertained another idea. Just to fuck the noble lady stupid, then to get rid of her. Sell her off on the slave market, or just kill her, to be on the safe side. Then make Aelle take him back to the human realm and find someone normal to work for... a normal person needing an executioner. Heh. That made him smile.
Ard smiled and his arms wrapped around her, drawing her in to hug, 'Let us see where our new honesty with each other leads us.' He locked eyes with Eileann and slowly moved down for a tender and loving kiss.
Madeline's feet teasing his cock was enough to get him hard – and to give him some ideas. “Well, in that case... since you have such nice, long, shapely legs... how about you put them to use? It's been a long time since I had a proper footjob...”
