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Natasha moans hard as she feels building orgasm, but she can't let him win this battle. She press forward and kiss him hard, long and with passion as her strong legs holding him tight.
D2: 2
Natasha moans hard as she feels building orgasm, but she can't let him win this battle. She press forward and kiss him hard, long and with passion as her strong legs holding him tight.
"O-Oh, honey..." She moans as he begins suckling. "Y-You haven't done that in a long time... I missed it." She writhes slightly. "I-I thought you had to rest?""Hmm? What's that Mother, you seem like you want to say something?" Mori/Akrem takes note of the reluctance in her voice, and taking her attempts at keeping his seed inside of her, as her trying to touch herself. While waiting for her answer, he starts toying with her nipples. Suckling on one, while pinching the other. He looks into her eyes with false innocent in his expression.
The gates of the tower creak open. "You may enter. And learn."I don't think we have anything to trade, unless I am willing to sell one of my companions – and I am not. “We are not looking to trade – not yet. For now we just seek to learn – about this city, about its people, about its rules and laws...” Miriam improvised an answer.
“Thank you.” Miriam gave a polite bow to the invisible voice and led her group though the doors, curious to see what they would find inside.The gates of the tower creak open. "You may enter. And learn."
Going through, she sees a colossal space, lavishly decorated with silk and gilding. In the center, a large dark skinned man in elaborate robes approaches, carried on a litter by a dozen loinclothed men. "Hello!" He spreads his arms wide. "Welcome, welcome!" His expression is jovial, but there's a cunning intelligence in his eyes.“Thank you.” Miriam gave a polite bow to the invisible voice and led her group though the doors, curious to see what they would find inside.
Natasha scream of pleasure as waves of orgasm hit her body. She have no stamina to stand up and only let him finished in her.Despite her best efforts, the young man throws Natasha down, and begins to hammer her pussy from behind. She tries to resist, but soon she's assaulted by a powerful orgasm.D2: 2
Gregoire holds her to him, kissing back with a mixture of love and lust, utterly enthralled by the corrupted nun, and assuming that she feels the same for him, tongue lashing against her own with vigour and need.
Reluctantly, he eventually pulls away. "Perhaps we should head further into the city, before we celebrate. Or maybe we can borrow one of these abandoned palaces and take a quick soujourn in bed?" He grins.
De Moulay pulls her close to him as they kiss, and even through mail and leather she can feel the hard on pressing against her thigh.She moaned as their lips detached, a saliva string connecting their mouths.
"Hm~" She gave a soft moan. "It's better to hurry up. We should not dwell too much in these ruins. The faster we get what we came here for, the longer we could celebrate~" She said, her voice carrying a promise.
She feels his seed filling her up, as he looks down at her. "Heh, how did you like that?"Natasha scream of pleasure as waves of orgasm hit her body. She have no stamina to stand up and only let him finished in her.
"Ahhh!!!! You... Ahhh!!! Ohh!!" She gasping for air.
Natasha look at him and just smile to him. (What was his name?)She feels his seed filling her up, as he looks down at her. "Heh, how did you like that?"
De Moulay pulls her close to him as they kiss, and even through mail and leather she can feel the hard on pressing against her thigh.
"Alright, where do you want to start?" He pulls back, pointing towards a palace, a temple and a bazaar. Behind him, the other crusaders begin to spread out.
The inside sure is different from the outside. It's almost as if we are in a different time... Actually, we probably are. “Hello and thank you for the warm welcome!” Miriam greeted the man in a friendly manner, but on the inside she was not as calm as she appeared. Perhaps it was the intelligence in his eyes, but something about this obviously rich and important man worried her. She took a quick look at her companions to check their reactions to what they were seeing, then turned back to their 'host', examining him in more detail.Going through, she sees a colossal space, lavishly decorated with silk and gilding. In the center, a large dark skinned man in elaborate robes approaches, carried on a litter by a dozen loinclothed men. "Hello!" He spreads his arms wide. "Welcome, welcome!" His expression is jovial, but there's a cunning intelligence in his eyes.
"O-Oh, honey..." She moans as he begins suckling. "Y-You haven't done that in a long time... I missed it." She writhes slightly. "I-I thought you had to rest?"
"You are most welcome. Join me, honoured guest." He pats the seat beside him on the litter. Looking back, Taia and Bast are both wary, but neither seem to have any familiarity with this man. Likewise, of course, with Ben and Melinda. "Come, come! I must say, my last guest, a short while ago, was quite a beauty, and I wasn't thinking I'd get another able to challenge her, but you're seemingly up to the task." He makes a show of ogling her, but though the interest is genuine there's something...performative about it.The inside sure is different from the outside. It's almost as if we are in a different time... Actually, we probably are. “Hello and thank you for the warm welcome!” Miriam greeted the man in a friendly manner, but on the inside she was not as calm as she appeared. Perhaps it was the intelligence in his eyes, but something about this obviously rich and important man worried her. She took a quick look at her companions to check their reactions to what they were seeing, then turned back to their 'host', examining him in more detail.
"Hah, I think you liked it better than 'not bad'." He wraps an arm around her waist, as the two are covered by the warm sheets. Seemingly, he doesn't have the same desire to dominate women utterly, like his father.Natasha look at him and just smile to him. (What was his name?)
"Not bad sir, no bad." She said and use blanket to cover them both under. It been long time since she get a chance to rest in bed.
"Indeed." He clambers up atop his horse, holding out a hand to lift her up to sit beside him, and the crusader party moves forward, descending the great stairs from the gate, and going down into the streets, hoofs and armoured boots clacking against the impossibly ancient cobblestones."Temple, my love."Beatrice said as she pointed at the building. "It's the seat of power. There, we will find some answers."
"O-Ooh, Akrem..." Atema sighs. "W-When did you get so, aah, skilled at this? I've never seen you take a woman before today.""Mmm. Well, I don't think I can use my cock for awhile, but that doesn't mean I can't use my fingers." Mori/Akrem teased, showing his mothing just how good he was with his hands. As he starts massaging her, mainly focused on her breasts.
"O-Ooh, Akrem..." Atema sighs. "W-When did you get so, aah, skilled at this? I've never seen you take a woman before today."
Natasha lie down in his arms, enjoy safety and comfort after all of this."Hah, I think you liked it better than 'not bad'." He wraps an arm around her waist, as the two are covered by the warm sheets. Seemingly, he doesn't have the same desire to dominate women utterly, like his father.
(Hath'put)
"Indeed." He clambers up atop his horse, holding out a hand to lift her up to sit beside him, and the crusader party moves forward, descending the great stairs from the gate, and going down into the streets, hoofs and armoured boots clacking against the impossibly ancient cobblestones.
The city is a winding maze of twisting streets, and in places, the nun is sure that she can hear the sounds of people walking and talking, though she sees nothing but perfectly preserved houses and stores. She can see the steeples of the temple in the distance, the design somehow both alien and familiar, when she hears something behind them, following them. Looking back, however, she sees nothing.