She pulls away, a line of saliva connecting his cockhead and her lips. "Do you want me to make you cum?" She grins.
Natasha was curious about what things general would ask questions for Max. If she remembers correctly, his wife offer her services as priestess to godness rival of Anai. She tried to eardrooping general chamber.
Thinking, Natasha is sure she's correct on that count. Sadly, she can't really eavesdrop, as two guards stand outside the room. She does manage to hear some talking, though. "Where is the orb!" Her captor shouts, followed by a smack and a sound of pain from Max.
Luke looked quite on edge as Daniella asked, but chuckled, smiling back at her, 'Oh damn, I can't deny that really, really do want to right now... but... maybe if you have a better idea... I could hold out a little longer?'
Natasha decided to look around for way on the roof of the mansion, where no one will see her and then return to place above general chamber, to try eardrooping there. Of course she have to hurry up, before Max will be broken. Natasha have no doubts, Max will be broken realy soon.
"Up to you." She chuckles. "I want to feel you inside me, my tight walls squeezing you..." She jerks him slowly and gently as she talks. "But I also want to taste your cum on my tongue..."
Luke smirked, biting his lip at the dirty talking in her Brazilian accent, 'And I want to taste you too, Daniella, perhaps... we can try... oral at the same time? Sixty-nine?'
“These guys clearly no longer need them, so let's take what we can and go in. I'm curious to see what awaits us inside...” Miriam made sure each of them had a weapon and that they took some of the survival equipment, spreading it between them so as to not get slowed by the weight, then led her small group through the gateway, alert for any potential danger.
Heading up to the roof, she looks down and can see the general's balcony. From inside the room, she hears Max shout out in pain, as the general repeats his question. The scholar groans, but hold his ground. "I-I'm not...gonna tell you...anything...Oof!"
"Sixty-nine? And where did you learn about those in your strict religious upbringing? Maybe you're not as innocent as I thought." She teases, before turning around, so that her ass and wet womanhood are right above his face.
As Kelly and her entourage approached the mansion she waved her guards back, instructing them to hold their position. Still naked, the wife approached the spear-men and announced herself. "My name is Kelly Hanson; I've been been informed by one of my companions that the master of this manor abducted my husband. I've come seeking his safe return!"
Heading through the gateway, she sees no immediate dangers, instead laying eyes upon the lost city. It stretches out beyond the horizon, spires and palaces as far as the eye can see. Her eyes are attracted to three buildings in particular: A bazaar, a palace and a temple.
The soldiers speak amongst one another in their own tongue, and one of them is sent running into the building. Along the wall, Kelly sees archers appear, aiming at her guards. The messenger returns from inside, whispering to her commander, who strides forward. "My master says that you are an enemy of his mistress, the Lady Anai. If so, your husband is a prisoner of war. My master asks why we should not take kill you, or imprison you with your husband?"
"Ooh, but of course, Mother." Mori/Akrem groans, surprised such a high ranking woman could give such wonderful head. "Mmh. I'll be the greatest there ever was, or ever will be Mother." He replied, sliding his fingers along her hair. "And I'll start by turning you into my very own slave." His tone turns domineering, as he grins. Grasping the back of her head, Mori/Akrem pulls her down his lenght, letting his cock slide down her throat. But then again, with how lithe his borrowed body was, he knew Atema could get away, if she truly wanted.
Kelly stepped up to the commander, and then looked around at the spear-men and archers. Violence was not in her nature and if there was anyway she could avoid a conflict, she would. As such, she paused in a flailing hope that her aura would impact the soldiers in front of her before she spoke. "I do not come before you today as an enemy. The conflict that exists between your master's mistress and my goddess need not be ours. My husband is no warrior, or spy, or assassin. He is a scholar and is no threat to your master or his mistress. I stand before you offering peace..." 'Or at least non-aggression.' Kelly thought to herself. "All I seek is the safe return of my husband. I ask that you take me to your master so that we may resolve this dispute without bloodshed."
She trembles at his domineering manmer, and her throat begins to squeeze his cock wonderfully, the woman deep throating him with the exquisite skill of a trained pleasure slave. Clearly she earned her rank, rather than beinf born to it. Rather than pull away, she grips his lean ass to pull him in further, pressing his huge length even deeper, as she gags.
There's an exchange of messages, before the man nods. "My master says that you may come, alone and unarmed." The sergeant of Kelly's guards approaches and leans down to whisper in her ear. "Madame, this puts you in too much danger! We will not be able to help if he tries something. Please, you know we are all willing to fall in your defence. Put us at risk, not yourself."
"Oooh, now this is, mmh, a wonderful surprise." Mori/Akrem lets out a pleasured groan, "M-my, my, Mother. If I didn't know any better. I'd say you were preparing for this day for quite some time." He teased, as she pulls him toward her. Forcing his entire meat pole down her gullet, he'd feel her nose poke against his pelvis, while her chin nuzzles against his heavy ballsack. Mori/Akrem looks down at her, directly into her eyes. He gives her a wolfish grin, as he lets go of her head. "Now then, clean me up, Mother. Then... you can get on the bed."
Kelly placed a hand affectionately on the sergeant's chest. "I understand, and I thank you and all the men. I know you're willing to die for me here and now. But I'm not willing to risk losing you all here. By the grace of Isis I'm certain I can bring my husband back without violence. Withdraw a short distance with the men and fortify a nearby location. Wait for me there, I'll rejoin you once Max has been returned to me." She took his hand and pressed her garments into it. "Use these to mark the location you've selected so I know where to find you."
She continues to gag, before he releases her, and she gasps for air, saliva running down her chin. "I-I... Perhaps a little, my love. Forgive your whorish mother..." She takes her time licking his cock clean, savoring the taste and scent with vigor. Reluctantly pulling away for a moment, she positions herself on the bed, on hands and knees.
