Luke nodded very slowly, his hands shived his underwear down, his cock springing free, already fairly large from watching Daniella's beautiful curves but only at half-mast yet. The young inquisitor stepped in the shower with her, at least fir the moment he was keeping polite and tried not to touch her, only letting the water soothe his muscles and grabbing some soap to clean himself. He did keep glancing at Daniella, 'You're... certainly not shy. I didn't expect this to happen when you said we'd be working together.'
"If they judge them as pure, they let them enter the city, with a warning that they should probably run far away." She shrugs. "If not, they start shooting."
"I come from a place where the sun is hot and life is short." Daniella smiles. "I'm not ashamed to show off my body - I worked hard on it. And as for pleasure, well, I don't want to die unsatisfied." She turns around, showing off her ass. "Mind washing my back, please?"
"Yes, Eloise-chan." He teased, taking note that despite her denial, she hasn't pushed him away. So, Mori/Akrem takes the chance to align his cock with her pussy. His tip pressing against her hole, "I love you, Eloise-chan. And I'll make sure to love you along with Helga, and Laura." He grins, thrusting forward to let his meat pole slowly penetrate her.
“I see... well, I don't know if they will find us pure enough, and I'd rather not find out if I can help it, so let's try and get into the city without dealing with the guardians.” Miriam suggested. “I don't see any trace of the people we're following, and I'm pretty sure they are not the pure type, so they must have gotten inside despite the guardians. That means it is possible, so let's give it a try.” (Time for me to go. Night!)
'We're not going to die on this mission if I can help it,' Luke said, more fire in his voice than before, 'Uh, sure.' He ran the soap and his hands over her back, stopping short of touching her butt.
Natasha slowly check her master's son doors chamber for hidding traps and owner inside. After that, she enter on all four inside, just in cause if someone catch her.
Heaven. Before her conversion to being a disciple of Isis, Kelly had been Christian and believed in paradise. She no longer believed in it; she knew it to be true. She was in it. As the cocks of these huge men filled her ass, pussy and mouth Kelly experienced a monstrous orgasm while looking at her husband. The man in her pussy dug his hands into the flesh of her ass-cheeks to better drive his big rod deep into her gushing hole, while the one in her mouth gripped the back of her head to choke her on his fat manhood. Her hands glided over two turgid members while the one in her ass drove deep, bottoming out with a deep and satisfied grunt. The five men quickly established a rhythm and in moments the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filled the massive hall. Max looked upon his wife and his cock, even so recently drained, began to harden once again. Kelly didn't know how long the men had gone without a woman's touch, she guessed a long time, because they all came in a few minutes. Surprisingly, the two that she was jerking-off finished first, covering her with a torrent of creamy seed. The man in her mouth was second and Kelly swallowed as jet after jet fired down her throat. She came with the pair in her pussy and ass and screamed out a pleasure=filled shriek. If she would have been disappointed at their stamina she would never know, as they were all replaced immediately, and the wife was impaled on new cocks, being bounced and used to the enjoyment of new men. They were urgent, needing, and not gentle with her, and she loved it. Large hands smacked against her ass-cheeks, quickly turning them red. Her hair was pulled and her throat pressed. Hands mauled her huge tits, and light bite marks embedded around her nipples, and she loved every moment of it. Yes. She was in heaven. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ It was about eight hours later and the sun was setting when the men permitted Kelly a brief respite. She'd taken them all once and they'd left her on the floor in a pool of sweat and cum. Even Lark had a turn, using her throat this time, and her vocal cords were hoarse as a result. She was on her back, her legs spread lewdly, and cum was gushing out of her pussy and ass like a geyser. What had passed for her top and bottoms had been torn from her body and cast aside somewhere. Where they had landed, nobody cared. Kelly was visibly exhausted; her chest heaved as she sucked in breath, causing her titanic tits to move in arousing motions when Max approached her. He looked feverish and frustrated. When she looked between his legs she saw that his cock stood painfully erect. It was bigger than Kelly could ever remember seeing it; and blood coursed so hard through it, the skin was so taut that it looked close to ripping apart. His breathing was rapid and he knelt down between her legs. Kelly felt so apologetic; she served Goddess knew how many men, but had neglected her husband to the point he looked more animal than man. Then he placed his cock-head against her pussy lips. Kelly's eyes went wide in panic, and instinctively she found the effort to raise a foot and place it against his chest. She didn't push him away from her, but she stopped him from going further. And it only fueled his frustration to the point where he looked angry. "No!" she pleaded, terrified. It must have been the tone in her voice because he stopped and shook his head slightly, as if shaking cobwebs away from his mind. "Ke- why?" He needed release; she could see that plain as day. And she felt terrible for neglecting him, but she couldn't let him inside her. Isis commanded it. And... "I'm not on the pill. You could get me pregnant." she explained. To tell her husband he couldn't orgasm inside of her because she didn't want to risk him getting her pregnant, after she'd let dozens of strangers do it was ridiculous! But it was the truth. The army of guards started murmuring to each other after her comment, and even though there shouldn't be any reason for them to know what she was talking about, Kelly suspected they did. Max paused for a moment and his confusion and anger returned. "Y-you WHAT!? You're not on the pill!?" His eyes went to her pussy and all the cum flowing out of it. "Oh God Kelly, what if you're..." "I might be." Kelly admitted and lowered her foot. "In fact I probably am." She looked up at her husband with sad eyes. "But you promised." "But... you're not on... and you've already let them...!" Max could barely speak the words. "You. Promised." she repeated. Max sucked in a deep breath, and for a moment, Kelly wasn't sure what he was going to do. Tell her off? hit her? Leave? She'd forgive him anything, and she'd never let him go; but the latter terrified her soul. Then his shoulders slumped, and he hung his head and nodded. Kelly rose to her knees, hugged her husband, and kissed him all over his face. "Thank you. I love you." she repeated over and over. "I love you too." he replied meekly and hugged her back. When they broke apart, his cock was still rock hard. Kelly made him look in her eyes and said. "I want you in my ass." "W-what?" "I want you to fuck my ass." She said again and turned around. Kelly grabbed his cock and she felt it twitch in her hand. She guided the head to the entrance of her asshole and twisted her head to look at her husband and ask. "Max, honey, will you please fuck my ass?" He didn't move for a moment; then in a swift motion, with strength Kelly didn't know he had, Max put his hands under her legs and stood up, lifting her in the air as his cock speared through her ass. "Yes!" Kelly hissed as her husband bounced her up and down on his cock. He kissed the back of her neck as she clenched her ass around his turgid member. "Fuck me baby yes..." One of the dark skinned warriors stepped between Kelly's legs, held apart by Max's arms. The man had a smug grin on his face and he held his hard cock in his hand. He rubbed the head against Kelly's slit and it caused her to moan in needful pleasure. "Oh fuck please..." she begged. The man didn't enter her, instead his eyes looked behind her towards Max. Breathless, for a moment Kelly didn't understand, then realization dawned on her. She twisted her neck again, and reached behind her to pull Max's lips to her. When their lips broke Kelly begged her husband. "Ask them honey. Ask them please. Ask them all to fill my cunt with their hot cum." Max didn't respond verbally, but he did drill into her harder. "I want them to baby. Please, it's so good. I love it." He snorted as he pounded his wife's ass. "It's literally the greatest feeling in the world. I cum harder than anything when they do. Please baby, I need it!" Max grunted as he slammed his wife down on his cock once, twice three times. He looked angry, with a snarl on his face Kelly had never seen. Then the snarl turned into a wolfish grin, and she felt his cock twitch in her ass. It caused butterflies in Kelly stomach. He looked to the man in front of them, then scanned the room while he fucked his wife's ass. "All of you, cum in my wife's cunt." A uproarious applause thundered through the room, and the ebony-skinned man powered his cock, straight to the hilt, into Kelly's pussy. She didn't stop cumming. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ For three days and three nights the army of hulking black Adonises fucked Kelly senseless and back. Each and every one of them did as Max asked. They fucked her tits, her mouth, her hands, her feet, her ass, and her pussy. Everywhere and everything she had that could be fucked, they fucked. But from Max's request they all reserved their loads for her womb. After their first load, they all lasted much, MUCH, longer, and if she was exhausted after eight hours, she was nearly catatonic after seventy-two; but eventually, she'd satiated all of them. At least temporarily. As the sun set on the third day, Kelly's womb was filled with a veritable ocean of semen; her defenseless egg besieged by an endless host of assaulting sperm. She found herself splayed between two massive men. With an effort that was truly herculean, the wife crawled her way over to where her husband lay, a short distance from her. She draped herself over him like a blanket, and drifted off to a well deserved sleep as she felt his arms wrap lovingly around her.
"Finally, we've arrived." Looking out at the grand coty before them, Gregoire looks at her and smiles. All of a sudden, Beatrice isn't herself, but Beatrice De Langue, a 12th century nun, though for the past few years she hadn't been worshipping God, instead seeking greater power through sorcery. Gregoire, a crusader in search of a lost city, made for a logical ally in Beatrice's efforts. After befriending his wife, Beatrice used her sorcery to make the young beauty ill and foul-tempered, hating her husband's touch. And of course, when poor Gregoire needed comfort, Beatrice was there to...soothe him. From her position as his mistress, it was easy to get herself access to the crusader's resources and information about the city. Now, the whole thing stretches out ahead of her, power hidden in the center, needing only the orbs to unlock it. It had taken much of her, but Beatrice thinks she has a spell that can drain Anai of all her strength, to Beatrice's benefit. She laughs to herself, knowing that soon she will be a goddess.
"F-Fuck...Fuck me, you bastard." Her legs wrap around his thin frame. "Sweet Jesus that's a big cock..." She moans, especially when he mentions Helga and Laura, seemingly coming around to the appeals of being a harem girl, now that logic and reason has been knocked out of her by a giant cock.
Feeling her legs, easily wrap around him, due to his smaller than normal frame. Mori/Akrem grins, as he continues to slowly thrust forward, letting Eloise feel how every inch of his massive cock scrapes against her velvety inner folds. Until his cockhead presses against her cervix, which makes Mori/Akrem stop moving for a moment. Giving the milf his usual perverted smile, as he pulls out, leaving just his tip inside of her... before slamming his hips back down. This time savagely penetrating her, as he rams against her cervix, battering down the walls protecting her womb.
For now, as predicted, the guardians don't yet attack. Heading back into the car and further into the canyon, Miriam sees a shadow in the distance, realising that there's a huge wall and gate damming off the end of the passage. At the foot of the gate are cars, lying silently in the sun, and shapes on the ground close by them. Getting nearer, she realises with a shock that the shapes are corpses, some men in military gear, and some hard, thuggish types in suits. Some have been killed by bullets, and others...torn apart by something. She's no detective, but it seems as though they weren't fighting each other. The bodies don't seem to have died at the same time.
"My ass needs to get clean as well, kid." The exotic beauty chuckles, and presses her ass against him. He feels a little embarrassed, at how easily and efficiently she can tease him.
"Oh, you're finally up?" She hears, entering a room not unlike her master's, though this one has alchemy equipment and a large number of scrolls.
'I-it seems pretty... clean already?' Luke gulped, as Daniella pressed her butt to him. He wasn't expecting that and her butt brushed up against his cock, just before he could angle away, forcing a little gasp from his throat. 'Ah, okay, okay... if you really want me to,' he nodded and let some soap lather run down her butt and rubbed it in a little, the white foam contrasting beautifully with her dusky skin. He was hardly believing what he was doing, embarrassed that the woman he had just met a few hours earlier playing him like a fiddle.
Drifting off to sleep, Kelly doesn't dream, since what dream could be better than this? Still, she feels the eyes of Isis fix on her, and knows that her goddess is more than pleased with her newest servant. Sadly, her blissful slumber comes to an end, as one of the guards shakes her awake. "We must go. It's no longer safe here." His tone is stern and businesslike, but Kelly knows that that's just the default tone for these men. Over the past three days of constant sex, Kelly's learned to pick up on the emotions of people around her, a newly discovered ability courtesy of Isis, and she knows that the curt speech and rough sex are manifestations of something hidden deep down - each of the men around her, besides Lark, is in love with her. "Madam, did you hear? We must go!" He says, louder.
Kelly's slow to rouse, but eventually regains consciousness. "Hmm... wha- alright." she mutters, not really sure what was going on, and found her way to her feet. The guards were quickly hustling her along and once her naked body hit the outside air she shuddered. "M-my clothes?..." she groaned out, still half asleep, but she didn't know if anyone heard her. "Max... where's Max!?"
"Aiii!" She screams out, squirting as he rams her cervix. "Fuck me! Fuck your stupid whore!" Her cunt hugs his length mercilessly. "Pound your s-slave into oblivion, my p-pharaoh!"
"It can always be cleaner." She chuckles. His cock falls between her ass cheeks, and she begins to slowly, teasingly rub her ass up and down, mimicking the way Menat's pussy had gripped him only a few days earlier. She doesn't have the same supernatural aura the priestess had had, but his cock doesn't much seem to mind. Daniella groans as he accidentally gropes a little too hard. "Enjoying yourself, are you?"
