Natasha turn back to mage and grab him. "Hold tight to myself, it will be crazy ride." She said and with mage on her back, she follow tracks.
The nun stands at the door, stance bladed, as though ready for combat, before she relaxes. She looks happy to see Luke, then a little shocked at Daniella's scantily clad state, then she blushes, as she catches a whiff of the scent in the room. "A-Ahem..." She clears her throat. "My son. Daniella. It's good to see you both." She enters the room. "My apology for the delay in getting here. So, you've found the location of the city?"
"Now, now, Eloise-chan. If you're going to touch yourself, I want you to show everyone." Mori/Akrem grins, taking advantage of the milf's cloudy decisions whenever she's aroused. "Stick your hips out, spread your legs, and let the people in front watch you." He ordered, looking directly into her eyes, as he pats her head.
Heading towards the wall, the mage gasps in surprise, and the soldiers turn around. "Hey! The slave is escaping! And she's kidnapping the master's son!" One of them calls, and though the mage tries to explain that he's on her back of his own free will, his protests are drowned out by the noise.
Natasha sigh and decided to follow up just like that. " Orb is now more important than their health. Use your spells to shout them down or I will follow thief without you." She command giving him short time thinking. He must make guards unable to speak and then they have to run after thief.
"Mmmph!" Eloise cries out in alarm, but she does as she's told, moving to emphasise her body and show off how drenched she is. By this point, the flaps in the front of the curtains have fallen open, the guards smart enough to realise that their master no longer seeks privacy. Looking out, Mori/Akrem sees that several of the noblewomen are subtly touching their bodies through their thin garments, as they eagerly watch the depravity.
"Oh, look at that, you have quite the audience, Eloise-chan." Mori/Akrem whispered, "You know, if I didn't know any better, you might be the world's first pornstar." He teased her, as he uses one hand to grasp her hair. This time, he uses her mouth as he pleased, pulling and pushing her head. Fucking her throat, choking her with his shaft. All the while making sure that his scent, and his taste was imprinted into the milf's mind.
'Don't worry about it and it is good to see you as well, Mother. Luke bade Luisa to come in and closed the door behind her, trying to act as if nothing was amiss. 'We have the coordinates from the map, but we'll have to find a way to get there,' Luke said, 'We'll need transportation, an off-road truck perhaps?'
"Mggk! Ghhk!" The short haired milf gags as Mori/Akrem fucks her throat. Her hand moves faster and faster between her legs, until Mori feels his feet get wet, and realises that she squirted. The more bold noblewomen have exposed their bodies to their pharaoh's viewing pleasure, as they touch themselves, and one of the noblemen has followed his leader's example, pouncing on a pleasure slave. Atema approaches, forcing Eloise's head down until her nose brushes against Akrem's trimmed pubes. "You're showing them all your power, my son..." She beams with pride.
"Yes, good." Luisa awkwardly hugs him, before separating. "A nice man from the local Coptic church has agreed to provide us with a truck and some supplies for the desert."
"Oooh!" Mori/Akrem groans, surprised that his own mother pushed down Eloise's head. Feeling his cock throb deep down his slave's throat, "Hehe. Of course. But more importantly, I wonder how you're feeling, Mother." He grins, reaching for Atema's crotch.
Kelly gasped in pleasure as the general assailed her. His rough fingers caused her to become instantly wet and she couldn't contain a whimpered moan when he explored her depths. Her naked breasts heaved and she shuddered as she let the pleasure wash over her. Her legs instinctively parted to give him better access to her womanhood. Her walls clenched tight around his probing digits and the wife fought a smile from crossing her lips. When his fingers withdrew from her wet hole and one began to explore her ass she gasped again. 'Goddess...' she thought to herself. 'I love being used like a fuckdoll.' "Ahh..." she hissed out with a trembling breath.
The man continues to violently stimulate her pussy and ass, before roughly forcing her to her knees. "Yeah, that's where you priestess bitches belong." He grins, before undoing his robes and revealing a decent sized cock. Before he gives her a chance to speak, he shoves his manhood into her mouth and down her throat, brutally fucking her face.
Eloise starts to struggle, but Atema's grip is like iron. "My son..." She groans as Akrem touches her, and there's a slight gasp from the crowd. "I've never been happier..." Instantly, she's wet for him.
Beatrice cursed silently. "Do you see the tunnel on side? We ran as fast as we can there." She said silently. "If you must, throw a torch at it, to distract it. Ready? Now!" With that, Beatrice bolted to the side tunnel...
Oh crap, got caught in the heat of the moment. Mori/Akrem groaned, as he recalled Atema was his mother. But, backing down now wasn't on his mind. So, he continued, "Join her, Mother." He grins, ordering the queen to kneel next to his slave as she services his cock. And while Atema pondered whether or not to obey, Mori/Akrem takes his time teasing the milf's clitoris.
“Is she on her own, or was anyone allowed to accompany her inside? Also, was she escorted by any of the general's guards?” Miriam asked a couple of questions to help her get a a better idea what she was dealing with here.
Spoiler: Dex Roll D100: 26 Unfortunately for Beatrice, despite her looks and sexual endurance, her other physical attributes are nothing particularly special. She feels herself grabbed by the cowl as she darts past the beast, and is pulled roughly onto her back.
"Classic, stupid guards stop the chase when real thief running away." Natasha said to hersellf and as mage cast his spell, she follow thief.
