Time loses all meaning for Kelly, but eventually, she feels herself squirting, a powerful orgasm brought on by the sensation of warm cum filling her womb directly.
Natasha's breast getting hard and red from the strikes, she feeling like her body betrayed her with next spazm of pleasure.
Taking the right path, Mori sees more darkness, and more bones. Back from where he came, he hears slithering, and an unnerving female voice utter "Where has my meal gone?"
Kelly rested a hand on her lower abdomen and sighed contentedly; Lark's sperm sloshing around in her womb felt unspeakably good and she basked in her post-coital bliss. After a moment she struggled to her feet and promptly slumped against her husband. Max caught her and held her as she regained her strength. She felt his erection press against her and had a feeling of regret wash over her. Not because of yet another adultery, but rather it was painfully obvious that Max hadn't cum. Kelly looked up at her husband with apologetic eyes and reached down to start stroking his engorged member.
“Two of them? And people will be able to see both of them? That... might be a problem – it will attract attention...” Miriam ignored the woman's little joke and considered her options. “Is there any way to make her invisible to other people from my time, at least for a while? Or, if that is not an option, is there any way to leave her here for a bit longer and then bring her to my time when it won't be an issue?”
The bidding picks up, and soon there's a bidding war between two of the men in the crowd, a fat merchant type, and a scarred soldier.
"Interesting times in your little cult..." She hears the crusader ghost laugh, as its hands touch her shoulders. "Why have you called for me?"
"By all means." Lark laughs, as Max looks down at his wife. "H-Holy shit, honey..." The archaeologist moans, cock twitching in her mouth as she sucks him off. Lark decides to go for a new experience, spearing forward into her tight asshole. Though her beloved goddess has given her the flexibility to take any size of cock, the shock of having her ass stretched so wide makes her cum almost immediately.
The thug raises his bound hands to signify that he doesn't intend to try. "Sure thing." Daniella agrees. "What about them?" She points at the remaining thug and the psychopathic yakuza. "If we leave them here on the beach, they'll either get free soon, or get washed up with the tide and drown."
"I could use a spell to change her appearance." The woman suggests. "Do you have a preference of how you'd like her to look?"
Pressing himself up against the wall, Mori manages to stay hidden in the shadows, as he hears footsteps, and more slithering. "Where are you, little morsel? I promise you'll like what I have in store..." The voice echoes throughout the ancient halls, and despite the fact that it makes the hairs on his neck stand up, Mori can't help but feel an urge to step out and offer himself to her, her voice promising unimaginable pleasures if he does. Soon, he manages to see two women approaching in the darkness. For a moment, he wonders why he was scared - the women don't seem threatening in the least. Then, he sees her: A creature with the form of a human woman above the waist, and a massive snake beneath.D100: 74
A long, forked tongue pokes out between her lips. "Come out, little one... It will be ever so sweet..."
Luckily, the...creature passes by. Unluckily, it goes straight down the hallway that Mori was headed.
Staying a good distance back, Mori catches snippets of the snake lady's conversation. "We have killed most of the soldiers... But what about the fat one's friends... Sssss, not good enough... I want them found...."