"You're right, I don't." Mori replied, tugging on her stiff nipples. "But see, I don't want Helga-chan to worry about those kinds of things. So, maybe if you talk to her, and ask if you could also be my mistress. Maybe then she'd understand?" He hummed, changing his rhythm into long, and deep thrusts. His cock pressing against the back of her womb.
Natasha frown as she heard that word. "Please, not again, not again, not again." She speaks to herself, but it look like she have no other choice than doing that or stay here for rest of her life. "OK Max, I meet with that already on my research of this city. It demands to abond clothing to follow path... So... It worked before..." She said and take deep breath. "Please, don't stare too much okey?" She asked as she began to remove her clothes, all her military outfits until she stand naked before him, covering her breast and pussy. All her possessions she hide to backpack. "I really it will work this time too." She said.
Luke smiled back, 'Um, well, that... times have changed a bit. And I'd be an idiot to attack you in your own... "pocket dimension".' 'Whether we'll eventually be allies or enemies,' Luke hesitated a moment, 'Depends on what your goals are. It's my mission to stop Queen Anai.'
“I'm... not really sure what we could offer... Is there anything in particular you would like?” Miriam asked back, trying to figure out what the man was getting at. Was he looking to fuck them, or was there something else he wanted? (Sorry for the low-quality posts, I'm feeling a bit out of it today and have trouble writing.)
"Wait, what?" Max blushes as she begins to strip. "I-uh, okay." He looks away, embarrassed, and hard. Almost immediately, she spots a book that seems to stand out, made of old leather, with an illustration of a naked woman on the spine.
"Oh? Is that right?" Mori hummed, moving one of his hands away from her breasts. "Wrong!" He growled, delivering a sharp slap onto her ass. "Helga-chan is my wife, so she'll only follow my commands." He said in a stern tone, "Now, if you want to be my mistress. You'll kneel before her, and beg for the opportunity to be my mistress. You'll do anything, even if you have to lick her shoes clean. Got it?" He added, making sure to get his point across by delivering a brutal thrusts, which causes his entire cock to hilt inside her asshole.
"You would be, yes." She chuckles again, without malice, and though his mind remains his own, though he could attack if he chose, even the mere concept of harming this delightful woman fills Luke with disgust. Her brow furrows, though, and he fears that she's mad at him, but he's relieved to hear that she's angry at Anai instead. "Anai slaughtered my sisters and burned my home to the ground. I'll not stop until she's destroyed." There's a silence, as Vasha thinks. "So I think we'll be allies." She grins.
Natasha grab that book from the spot and open it trying to read what is inside. "Could... Could you take a look at this book? Just on the book, not me... You know, I think it could be clue for us..." She said no less embarrassed than him, covering by one hand her breast and other giving him a book.
'You're... from that time? Fascinating, I don't think I've heard of witches that old before,' Luke mused, before he blushed, 'N-Not that I mean that you're old, you're incredibly beautiful and youthful, just... I'm rambling.' 'May I sit? It feels like I've been on my feet for days, I'm exhausted,' Luke sighed, 'Before I forget, do you know what happened to the two people who were with me?'
Miriam raised an eyebrow. “I see... well, that sounds reasonable... assuming that there is any loot left, since it seems there are other people also headed there, and at least some of them have a head start... but yes, that is an acceptable deal.” She nodded, then looked at her companions, though she did not expect any objections from them.
"Dylan," the young man says in reply as he definitely seems to approve of her job stripping. He pulls out the supplies he is going to need from his bag. A big container of salt, a pair of shot glasses that he fills with water from a specially filtered canteen, and two small gem stones. The gem stones are a ruby and a sapphire of equal size and he double checks that fact before he begins stripping himself, exposing both that he REALLY approves of her pose and that his tattoos go all the way down.
"Err, yeah, sure..." He takes the book, reading from the page she opened it to. "It says..." He translates. "The warrior woman, through her humility, uses the power of the gods to vanquish her foes, with naked skin stronger than armor, power over the elements, and an escape from...from the deepest labyrinth." Max looks at her.
"Again, no offence taken. I'm not ashamed of my age." Vasha grins. "And you can ramble about my beauty all you like, sweetling." She pats the couch next to her. "Come, rest with me. You have such a hard life, you need it." The dusky skinned beauty makes sure that they're close together, and Luke feels a blissful sense of relaxation in her embrace. "Your friends are fine. Time moves slowly in here. They should still be where you left them when you fell." She runs a hand through his hair.
No one objects, and the old man nods. "Deal, then." He opens up a laptop, showing a map of the Egyptian desert. "My cars have GPS installed. As you can see, they're currently parked in a valley, here."
Layla smirks and bites her lip in anticipation, as she see his length. "I love rituals, when the caster is properly equipped." She turns, and opens her handbag. "Of course, I have to just take a quick precaution." She drizzles salt around the room in a circular motion, mixes it with blood, and tosses a handful on Dylan. "Hopefully, I won't have to use it..."
Natasha burning from embrassed, her face is so red like tomato and hot like fire. She push book into Max hands. " Damit, damit, damit. Why it must always come to this? "She asked herself as she step from foot to foot. " Fine, okey okey. I will go naked, are you happy pervert gods?! Here I'm, bare amazon! " She said and put on belt with her granates, ammon and pistol and grab her AK. "Let's go." She said angry, using her carabin to shield her breast, as looking for exit.
Luke yawned as he sat down on the couch, 'Thanks.' 'They are? That's good... say... why are you being so nice to me? You don't even know me...' His eyes nearly shut as he melted into the soft cushions.
