I grab the cat woman's grey prat. Kneeling on her bed, balls deep in her noble cunt. Divya's pleasured whizz turn to wrawl of pain in the ass and lust as I squeeze and yank her fundament.

"Yes ! Harder !"She Order throwing her foreland back. Her black pilus pass around wildly.

I slap her velvet ass hard with my free hand. Thrusting deep in her warm, wet hole.

Across the way my wife kneel before the Count. Her blonde head in his lap, bobbing up and down. A look of walking on air on Ritvik's feline boldness.

The Countess's pussycat throbs around my peter as she comes to a screeching orgasm. I try to check back but the maven is too much. I groan as I fill her with my hot jizz.

We collapse into each other's coat of arms. Watching her husband aerodynamic lift my wife and topographic point her beautiful body on his lap. Rebekah moans loudly as he impales her with his thick cat penis.

“"Do you really have to go so soon ?"Divya pouts. She runs the steer of her fingers up and down my sweaty chest.

I smile at the lusty Biladi woman."I'm afraid so. Our supplying are packed and ready. My people reasonably healed and prepared for change of location. Besides we are leaving a small detail to defend you."I tell her reasonably.

I glance back at my wife. Her beautiful, huge mammilla bouncing up and down as she rides the nobleman.

The Countess strikes my limp peter."But they aren't you."She insists.

"I will be back in time."I pet her cheek."We still have tonight."

I lean in and dedicate her a long osculation. Comforted by the speech sound of my married woman's pleasured moans from across the bedroom.

"Ready to go ?"I ask in the first light.

"Lookin good boss."Gort assures me. Our declamatory band ready to head out.

There are twenty hobgoblin men. baseball club goblin women. The three big Chokwa lizard men, and their taller sister. Two Nathair men, four armed reptile. The two bunny rabbit female child. Priyala, a Biladi spellcaster. Gertrude and her twin daughters. My lovely wife.

And, of course of study Karagoth of the Broken Wing kindred. My beautiful Orc partner. She gives me a toothy grin, her little horn glinting in the early light.

With a conclusion wave to the Countess and her husband I lead my troupe into the streets. We definitely get a lot of stares from the mostly Biladi townsfolk. Though we get a few favorable waves as well.

Soon we are out of the Ithiel Town and headed west along a smallish lead.

If the Count's map were correct there were human kingdoms in that direction. Past some mountain range of mountains.

We traveled for two sidereal day before the trail entered a thick woods. It seemed to be called brass leaf Ellen Price Wood. At least that's what Aki had written in her notebook computer. Her letter of the alphabet seemed to be getting better by the day.

There were regular dapple along the track cut out so travelers had way to camp. A few even had tiny cabins for a outwear traveler to get out of abrasive atmospheric condition.

We were positioned around one of these our first evening in the Sir Henry Joseph Wood when there was a brightly flash near one of the fires and a strait like swoosh !

Everyone came running over to find Hanatal and a handful of goblins. Strange glister seemed to fulfil the air around them.

"Aw, dang ! Sorry boss !"Hanatal gave me a rueful grin. She is the goblin princess who had lost her eye in the rat man raid. Now she wore a blackamoor eyepatch that someone had sewn a copper coin to. Her other eye is a pall Lady Jane Grey, like a construction storm.

She is stockier than her curvy full cousin. With light green skin. She had smaller C-cup tits. They were perky with a scattering of dark commons freckles across them. Her hair was scant, a dark greens.

"What's going on ?"I ask.

"scintillation dust."As if that answered everything. Seeing the lack of comprehension on my font she goes on,"hedgerow necromancer make it for bards and other entertainers. It ... it sparkles."She looks around for a import, embarrassed."It makes a lot of fastball when set to fire. I thought maybe like your gum powder."

"Gun powder."I correct her. She repeats the watchword a few fourth dimension. As do others in the crowd."Did it lick ?"

"I ... I think so ?"

"Well, maybe do experiments further away from ingroup. Especially one involving fervor and explosions."I smile at her.

Hanatal grins back and gives me a nod."You're teaching them about guns ?"My wife asks. Snuggling up future to me as the goblins rush off with a flaming stick.

"Well, I tell them stories from our world."I answer, taking her hand in mine.

"Dangerous stories it sounds like."She gives me a grin. Then a muckle on the buttock.

Later in the evening I smiled as my beautiful wife dropped to her hired man and knees. She was already bare-breasted, her big tits hanging down.

This would be her first time with the male child, and she was excited. The goblin men still looked unquiet as they approached her. Glancing at me to wee-wee sure enough everything was ok. I had spent some clock time explaining to them that I was perfectly fine with them treating my wife like a whore.

I give Gort a little nod. He grabs her closely linen short circuit and yank them down. His fiddling Green River hired man slaps her round blench ass. Then he spreads her pussylips apart and shoved his bumpy fleeceable peter deep inside my loving Rebekah.

She throws her head back gasping. Golden ringlet flying. My pecker gets hard as the little goblin ride my wife.

"I think the sparkle junk might work boss."A representative says.

"Huh ?"I offer, distracted by a goblin grabbing my wife's facial expression.

Hanatal sits future to me."Like the gun powder."

Becca lowers her foreland to the hobgoblin's crotch. Taking his big dick in her mouth.

The other cleaning woman have started moaning now too. As their partners happily fuck them.

"fountainhead that's great."I turn to the goblin princess. Loathe to direct my eyes away from my beautiful married woman as she is fucked by demon. Two of the son are slapping and groping at her gargantuan mamilla.

"We just need a blacksmith's shoppe, or something."The green haired daughter says. She was wearing a sheer crop-top I can clearly see her perky, freckled, mamilla and dingy nipples. She also had on red lacing panties with matching stockings.

She grins at me when she sees I've finally noticed she came to play.

I pull the leafy vegetable girl onto my lap. Her hand reaching down and rubbing the tip of my dick through my drawers.

"You like watching your wife being fucked ?"She whispers.

"Very much."She squeals in excitement when I nibble her pointy ear.

"Mmm, I knew you didn't brain sharing your lovers, but I thought your married woman would be different."My hand slides under her top and brushes across the freckles on her tit.

"I love to keep an eye on my wife having sex. There is an excitement in sharing something that is supposed to be sacred. In defiling it, only to find that it has no effect on the way you love one another."Her script is in my drawers. Stroking my Fe erection.

Rebekah pulls her nous away from the hobgoblin in forepart of her. Moaning loudly through her get-go climax of the Night.

Hanatal pulls off her panties and straddled my lap. Riding my gumshoe with a gasp. I kiss the beautiful green girl, as goblin fuck my wife in the background.

———-

Mitzi is a fairy. Barely a youthful adult. No small-scale feat growing up in these Sir Henry Wood. The last few twelvemonth had been hard on her clan. A flock of Black eagle had moved in, and their dearie food seemed to be the small people.

There were few and fewer of her variety every season.

She had been picking Berry at the sharpness of a clearing when she saw the group of goblins. As she looked up her Ag skin sparkling softly in the sun.

At just a infantry tall the little blue yield were big in her hands. They would be full eating for her kinship group. She dropped them though. Fascinated by the strange troupe. They seemed to be led by a human being. A man.

She had followed the marching grouping all day. Fascinated by the unknown mix of tall races.

That Night she sat on a tree diagram branch. Her mercurial skin blending in with her surroundings. Her green top and skirt ( leaves sewn together with grass ) simply adding to the effect.

She is fascinated as the group splits into minuscule groups and partners. Then they blatantly start rutting. right field there in public.

Even the human leader, with a little special K daughter in his lap. Bouncing her up and down. She definitely seems to be enjoying herself.

Mitzi was old enough for sex, but she had yet to find a suitable partner. former than seeing fauna breeding she had almost no experience.

The snug she had come was when a twosome of cruel dwarf had caught her napping a few month back.

She had awoke to find their grey wrinkled handwriting caressing her young body. As they held her down, the grinning men slid their hands under her top. Grabbing at her budding breasts.

She wanted to scramble away, but their spot made her flavour so funny. kind of good. But naughty.

When a mitt slid up her doll between her thighs the untried Fairy moaned. The wrinkly old men grinning at her.

She whined when stubby fingers rubbed at her soft, Virgo the Virgin peach. Sending unusual urgent tingles through her silver body.

Her world flashed ovalbumin with sensation when her sensitive clit got brushed. That's when she panicked. Kicking the ugly little men away and flying off. Disoriented and confused.

She had touched her most private smudge nearly every night since then. Just brush and smooching. Causing her own tingles, but always stopping when she started to feel that unknown white hot pleasure.

Now she found her deal sliding up her wench again as she watched the people fuck. Her gaze mostly drawn to the human man and his minuscule green fellow.

‘ If he likes a piddling William Green girl ... maybe he would like a little silver one ?'She thought to herself. The thought sending unusual thrills through her body.

Her finger brush her easy netherlips slowly. Giving her a pleasant buzz as she watches.

Eventually the company breaks up. The mass retire to their tent. Mitzi flys off confused and unsatisfied.

She finds herself landing near where she had taken that ill fated nap.

She doesn't wait long, though she hadn't realized what she was looking for.

"Back for more, pretty ?"An oily voice asks from a hole under a nearby rotted tree tree stump. The two dwarf must live under the utterly tree.

Mitzi lowers her foreland and submissively walking to the mess. Ashamed at what she was doing, but powerless to stop herself.

The gnome leads her down into a twisty burrow. His handwriting reaches down and squeezes her round ass through her leaf chick. His subject matter clear.

There was nowhere to fly away to down here.

They enter a hollowed out way. Musty and lined with antecedent covered in blench mushroom-shaped cloud and beetle. Another four gnome sit at rough tabular array eating gruel.

Mitzi shiver in the cool air and their hungry regard. Regretting her decision.

"Look what we got tonight son !"Her guide grins a wrinkly, ugly grin.

The husky men stand up and surround the thin fairy. She clasps her hands together across her breasts as the men begin tugging at her clothes.

The leafy top easily tearing away as the men cheerfulness.

Hands tug her skirt down as others pull her script away from her budding breasts. She gasps as they grope and maul her tender nubs. Her Lester Willis Young body tingling at the the sensation.

"Put her on the table."Her cruel guide orders. The men pull her on her back on the rocky table. Her soft wings crumpling underneath her Loretta Young body. They pin her down, pulling her arms out. They spread legs obscenely wide. Leaving her Virgo the Virgin slit vulnerable to the guide's wicked touch.

"As I recall this really got you going hold out time, pretty."The template says, reaching between her thighs. Her body already writhing as the other old men's hands grope and caress her.

The scout's fingerbreadth poke and prod her sensitive pussycat. The wrinkly man grins as he watches the effect it has on her.

Mitzi groans as she feels a stumpy finger press inside her to its first knuckle. Not far, but it's the first thing to ever penetrate her vestal netherlips. Not even her own fingers have dared.

"Please ..."The girl begs. Though she is diffident what she is asking for.

The dwarf moves his finger up and down slowly, watching as the poor loose woman shudders. One of his brother clamps his lips over the girl's small compensate tit. Sucking hard on the piffling bud. Drawing an excite pant from the fairy.

The guide flicks Mitzi's clitoris with his ovolo. The silver girl lets out a sharp squeal. Her unit consistency shakes.

"N ... no ! please ... please hold back !"She begs. She looks past the dwarf slobbering on her breast, into the eyes of her persecutor and knows he won't. Her macrocosm turns to white hot pleasure as he flicks that most touchy piece of her eubstance. Over and over.

The gnomes laugh as Mitzi's first orgasm overwhelms her. The lilliputian Ag girl lost in swarm of forced sexual blissfulness.

She comes back down to something thickheaded rubbing against her wet snatch."Back with us, pretty ? practiced. Now we can begin."Her cruel guide laughs as he shoved his cock fully into her virtuous lulu.

There's a moment of pain in the neck as her innocence is ripped away. The gnomes sunshine as she throws her head back. Then that white bliss washing over her again. The gnome's cock poke in and out of her close fuck hole.

Mitzi moans and gasp in shameful joy as the gnome uses her for his own gratification. Soon shecfills cunny inside as he fills her with his seed. His gunk drizzling out as his dick pulls away.

"Who's succeeding, lads ?"He laughs.

The evil, wrinkled men use her young body through the rest period of the longsighted night. Over and over their duncical gumshoe violate her snatch, her ass, and her throat.

Mitzi wakes with a jump. Cum dried all over her body. On her thigh, her face, and in her long inglorious haircloth. She hurt everywhere. Especially down below.

She looks around the room. The five gnomes were all snoring loudly.

Desperately she scrambled up grabbing her annulus. Her top had been shredded beyond use. Then she was running out of the muddle in the ground. Into the afternoon sun. Into the air her wings a pied fuzz.

There had been lecture of tying her up. Keeping her as their sex slave. But they had all fallen asleep before doing anything.

Mitzi stops at a pond and washes her naked soundbox. A strange flush running through her as she rubs her sore boob.

What the gnome did had been frightening and horrible. Yet part of her precious to go back, even now. Her sore pussy tingling at the thought of being their sex slave.

Instead, now clean, she pulls on her chick and flap off. Searching the hobgoblin'clique.

They were already gone.

Mitzi was sure she could trip up up. A foreign vision of the human man in her mind. Causing her tum to flutter in excitement.

Her pot, and something depleted.

——-

We had stopped at a Biladi logging village for the eve. We were told it was about halfway through the woods.

We purchased a few rooms at the inn. Though a lot of the men would have to bed down in the bonce.

We enjoy a undecomposed meal. The innkeeper and his wife happy to process so many. visual sensation of gold in their eye.

I sit at the forefront of one of the farseeing mesa. Kara on my left downing her third gear ale. Rebecca on my rectify picking at some spice potatoes, and paying close attention to the conversations around us. Her left hand slowly caressed my thigh.

Misoko was explaining the strange politics of the valley. I had heard most of it before, but Becca hadn't.

Moonshadow vale was the name of the various kingdoms we had been passing through. Though technically it was more a pigeonholing of areas than a nonindulgent valley, if the Count's map was compensate.

caption told of an ancient Sorcerer who had transformed the creatures of the valley to walk as men. They were to be his soldiers, his workers, his slaves, and his schoolmarm.

I suspect that last bit explained why the lizard women had breasts.

Eventually they overthrew their master. They tried to create their own society, but that quickly crumbled apart to infighting. Especially between the mammals and the lizard phratry.

The white bunny girl little girl gave a obliquely glance to harper and her chum at this stage.

The backwash split up. A few of the John Roy Major ones carving out realm for themselves.

The Biladi-cat multitude. Whose dry land we were still in.

The Usagi-Bunny people. Whose lands we had mostly skirted. They tended to be the most xenophobic.

The Nathair-snake people who lived in the snowy north.

The Koiran-dog masses far to the east. Right on the edge of a great desert.

The Biladi controlled the magnanimous part of the vale. All of the due west and central division. And the south down to the sea. Though they were not a unified block. They were actually split between three discriminate kingdom.

The remainder of the subspecies eked out a living in the shadows of their more successful cousins.

"The Orcs and goblin ?"Rebekah asks. Her hand was now rubbing my rigidification cock through my drawers.

"The like as the other lesser races."Miso tells her."Living in the cracks."

"In other domain Orcs build big cities."Karagoth explains to my wife."Here we are but simple gaga clans."

Becca nods her pretty nous. I have no question she takes in more than our companions'tidings. From Misoko's unconscious racism. To Kara's superbia in her freedom. To Priyala's close scrutiny. My wife is a voguish, perceptive char.

"Off to bed, I think."I say standing up and stretching.

Rebecca stands quick to join me. She gives Kara chamber eyes as we pass. Running her digit across the Orc's berm.

Soon the three of us are in my room. The girlfriend seem to be in a slipstream to see who can denude the early cleaning woman the loyal. I'm a little concerned the Orc will simply tear my wife's clothes off.

We have a overnice sized war chest for now, but I don't want to blow it on frivolous stuff and nonsense. Even if the sight of that would be tinker's damn hot.

The female child kiss. Their gargantuan tits pressed together. Kara's light greenness skin a beautiful line to Becca's pale white. Their work force caress and search each former's bodies.

I move up behind the Orc. Stripping off my own clothes. I press my backbreaking pecker against her round ass. Wrapping my arms around both young lady. I nip hard at her fleeceable neck. Kara growling in her lust.

Soon the putting surface woman lies on the bed. My married woman between her green thigh tonguing the Orc's wet pussy.

I pound into Rebecca from behind. My shaft plunging deep. My balls slapping her pussy.

After I cum the girls play together. I rest watching them wrestle. The Strong Orc always coming out on top. Spanking the blonde woman or finger fucking her while she holds my married woman's face down against the mattress.

Eventually I'm ready for rhythm two.

I pin Kara down. She lets me anyway. I fuck her while I suck on her beautiful unripened boob.

Rebecca moan as she rides the Orc's face. Kara's tongue licking my married woman to an orgasm.

Late in the evening we drift to log Z's. The young lady snuggled on either position of me. Their digit entwined on my chest.

We should leave the woods in the afternoon. Three Day of marching should have taken us to the border.

"I bought a kettle."Amanatia tells me with a wide grin on her face.

"Gon na bug out drinking tea ?"I ask.

She smiles warmly at me as we walk."No, silly. I spent some meter in the Countess's kitchen. Watching them James Cook.

I heard a foreign whistle sound. The cook showed me her tea kettle. I noticed there was steam shooting out of it, and I remembered what you told us about steam power."

"So you bought your own kettle ?

"Yes. I thought we could experiment with it."She gives me a sly glance."Away from the camp of course.

I smile at the cute hobgoblin lady friend, but I can't block up the foreign shiver creeping up my spinal column.

———-

The strange mathematical group was marching out of the Grant Wood. Into the field of operation beyond. Mitzi watched them from a high offset, just at the boundary.

The forest had been the lonesome abode she had known. But now she finds herself yearning for something more.

She looks back a finis metre into the shadow filled tree. Then leaps into the air. Following the hobgoblin, and their human leader.

——-

"Minotaurs ?"I ask.

"No."Priyala answers, sounding a little uncomfortable."They are called Vacca. They ... they are cow people."

It made some sensation I figured, as we walk into the raise small town. I would have thought Minotaurs to be taller. Bigger, more imposing. These ‘ Vacca'seemed ... cow like. passive voice. Submissive.

"I haven't thought about it till now. We don't see many farm brute. Do we ?"I ask.

The cat fille shakes her headland."It ... it's the duty of the lupus erythematosus ... uh ... more submissive raceway to ... do ?"Yala looks at me embarrassed."It's supposed to be considered an honor."

I looked around Oxfront settlement. In addition to the cow mass there were sheep people and what I guess are computer mouse. Very unlike from those rat men. These were cute. More human being like.

There also seemed to be a small-scale number of bear the great unwashed. They seemed to be the ones in rush.

"Everyone seems a slight ... morose."I suggest. Priyala just shrugs her shoulders.

We get a couple suite at the lowly thatched roof inn. As we enjoy a skillful meal in the common room I realize virtually of the meat I've been served since I got here has been chicken. Or some type of bird. A sightly amount of fish as well.

I guess that ancient wizard didn't go in for that.

I stop the cute little serving girl. A greyness shiner amah. About it he Same size as my goblin, but with vast stave ears and a fag end."amnesty me, young lady. Why does everyone seem so glum ?"

"It's the culling."She answers. As if that explained everything.

"The culling ?"Rebecca asks kindly.

"We must give the hotshot five villagers per year for their fouled experiments. In return they guarantee pelting for the crops."The daughter then scurries off with an armload of vacate scale.

"That's ... disturbing."My wife says.

"This far from a city there is little protection from their noble. It leaves them vulnerable to those with power."Priyala tells us.

After the dejeuner I tour the village with some of my gang. Natia and Gort as well as a few early goblins.

Now that I was looking I could see numerous villagers with deformities and scars. At least a dozen with missing or mangled arms.

"Their orbit are pretty close to this stream."I frown."Why don't they have any irrigation ?"

My followers just look at me in confusedness.

"I'm no engine driver, but I bet I could rig something up."

An hour later I am in the mayor's office. A big, bear man named Otto. He had thick-skulled John Brown fur and scar in the allow side of his face.

city manager Otto was a tenacious man. He definitely didn't seem glad to see me.

"How do you think you can help ?"He asks in a recondite part.

"Your stream. Does it flow all season long ?"I ask. He nods."Why don't you just charter the water from the flow to help your crops grow. Instead of working with the wizard ?"

He touches the scar position of his face at the mention of wizards."It is the function of the rains to make harvest grow."

"What if I could offer you another way. One that didn't rely on the rain or the thaumaturge ?"I inquire.

"What mages build, only gods may pull asunder."Was his strange result.

"Uh ... for certain, but I am a mage. Of sorts. I build enchantments. I can give birth the weewee from your stream to your crops. For times when the rainwater is unreliable."I tell the big man.

He thinks for a sentence. I half expected him to toss me out. Maybe through a window.

"The wizards would not allow it."He finally says with a frown. Sounding disappointed.

"My men can submit maintenance of the champion once and for all."I tell him confidently.

"And what would be your Leontyne Price for diverting a river and killing thaumaturgist ?"He asks suspiciously.

"Room and board for my men as we enchant your stream. Some coin to help us on our way, and eight volition Pres Young woman to enter into Daruun for five years."

"The wizards only ask for one year."He bargains.

"True, but this would be the conclusion culling. I will not retort demanding more."I assure him.

He smiles at me."We have a deal."

I gather the leaders of my set together and explain what the plan is.

"Do you think we can take half a dozen star ?"Rebecca asks. Kara shakes her head.

"Not if they are full superstar. Not without losing virtually of our forces."The Orc woman answers.

"What about diverting the watercourse ?"Priyala asks."That is well beyond my power."

"We won't actually divert it. We will build an irrigation system."I go on to explain what that would be.

We would use hollowed out logarithm as tubes with trap every few feet to sparge the water. Someone at the flow could simply dump pail into it and urine an entire field in a short amount of fourth dimension.

We could possibly even constitute wooden gears and rig a crank system to raise the water. That would require even LE attempt.

The goblin seemed excited by the unharmed approximation.

"And The adept ?"Karagoth pouring a bucketful of cold water on our excitement.

"That I'm not as indisputable of."I admit.

The villagers were felicitous to facilitate. Especially after mayor Otto explained what they were helping with.

I am definitely not an technologist. My approximation had a lot of way out, but the hob were tenacious in their work. A lot of trial and error at number one.

After a yoke mean solar day working on it I left Amanatia in thrill. She seemed to have a literal grasp of the basic automobile mechanic involved.

I also never saw Aklatan far from her side. Always with her notebook cook as the hobgoblin worked on their offset engineering project.

"Captain !"Harper smiles widely at me as she steps into the common elbow room of the rustic inn."I may have got the response to our wizard problem."

"Great. I'd sexual love to hear it."I tell her.

"Let's go upstairs. Somewhere more private."She suggests.

I lead her to my room and fill up the door."What do you got ?"

She gives me a big smile and a wink."Quite a lot. You should ask those Nathair boys. They think they have something, but are a little intimidated by you."

"Me ?"I raise one incredulous eyebrow."Then why did you need to blab out in private ?"

"I never said talk, captain. I just said we should go upstairs."She places one big palm on the door next to me. Leaning in close. Her seven substructure stature places her giant blasphemous cleavage at boldness height to me.

"I suspect you are a booby man. Am I right ?"She asks. Her gratis script brushes her robe open a bit more. Revealing more cleavage and a simple linen paper bra.

I grin up at her."How did you guess ?"I slide one hand into her robe, onto her hip. Her cutis feels warm and smooth. Similar to Kara's like a supple leather.

My other deal caresses her brass. Pulling her in for a osculation. Her natural language is tough and dense. A small sticky. She tastes like sweet cereal. Her robe slides off and crumples to the story.

Harper's bra and shortstop quickly follow as we move to the bed. I strip my own clothes too.

"Oh, senior pilot !"She gasps as she pulls my gruelling dick from my shorts.

I grin at her as I squeeze the light blue angel anatomy of her massive breast. I kiss and suck at her darker blue pap.

My hired hand reaches between us as she moans. My fingerbreadth find her snatch hairless and soft. I press a couple fingerbreadth inside her warm lizard cunt.

harper spreads her thick thighs, holding my head to her big chest."Mmm, burn them Captain. I like it rough."She orders me. I start to nip at her small blue buds as I slide my pecker into her waiting love hollow.

We both moan in pleasure as I thrust into her. The lounge lizard woman's blue legs wrap around me. Her paw grabbing painfully at my fuzz.

We fuck like that for a few proceedings. Then I bite her nipple extra hard and flip her big eubstance over as she squeals in hullabaloo.

I shove her face into the bed and, with her big ass in the air, slap her blue fundament a few multiplication. Her big behind thrashes back and forth in her exhilaration. I have to grab it and prevail fuddled to check it from hitting me. Then I shove my intemperately cock trench in her wet twat.

I grab her blanket articulatio coxae as I thrust. Harper grabs the sheets and moans. Her tail smacking against my side. I can experience her kitty-cat shudder as she has an orgasm.

My body tingles as I cum myself. Shooting my hot jizz deep in her lounge lizard snatch.

We rest for a bit afterwards. harper makes gentle cooing noises as she settles down.

I find the Nathair men outside. They are sharpening their knives in the sun.

"Harper says you may have some ideas about our mage problem ?"They look startled. Like I snuck up on them, though I doubt anything could.

"Hah. Yes sir. Yes."Starts the more talkative one. Ertao, I think."Our clan drawing card is very knowledgeable. She may be able to facilitate in this."

His delivery was ponderous on the esses, but understandable."How far would we have to travel ?"

The two men share a glance. I'd almost say they were embarrassed or nervous."Not far."Erato response."I can lead you there this afternoon."

I nod."I am volition to see what she has to say."

Kara wasn't happy that I was wandering off when I told her. I agreed to take half a dozen hob with me. Then our fiddling group headed off with Erato leading the way.

The snake kin wasn't far at all. Suspiciously just a couple hours on our book binding trail.

"They've been following us ?"I ask the Nathair man.

He nods."My clan drawing card. She wanted to sizing you up. She may have a job for you."

There are nine Nathair who stand as we approach. Nearly half are women. The tallest of the snakes steps toward me."Captain Nicholas. It is truly undecomposed to adjoin you. I am Miashasha."She leans in to take my mitt. Licking the rear. Then she is surprised when I do the same to her. She gives me what seems to be a smile.

She is skinny. With four weapons system and shadow Green River tegument. Her face, like all the Nathair, is a bit too bestial for me to find attractive. She has a pair of little bumps for boob. Maybe B-cups. All the snake cleaning woman are small chested and skinny.

"I understand you may deliver a job for us ?"I offer. We sit near their flack as she sizes me up.

"I do. Though we can discuss that in time. You have an offer for me ?"Her esses are much less sound out than her brother. Where he seemed like a quiet killing machine, she feels like a refined leader.

"Yes. I need to be able-bodied to kill mages without losing most of my men."

She nods in thought."There is a weapon. One crafted to bolt down a spell caster. A sword that would slice right through their spell shield."One of the other cleaning woman offers me a cup of hot tea."Mages don't like these artillery. They are far too serious to prevent around. But far too powerful to destroy."

I sip the tea. bitter with a confidential information of Ceylon cinnamon tree."That sounds like what I need."

"One weapon will not win the day if you have more than one mage to kill."She adds. I nod. She probably knows better than me."You will aid my sister Arizaza."The clan leader motions to one of the other woman."She is a offspring priest-doctor and needs help ski binding powerful spirits. With those she would be of great benefit to you."She leans in close."We all would."

"You ... want to bring together me ?"I raise an supercilium at the hairless Nathair woman.

"You are not yet strong enough to avail in my quest. With us in your group, perhaps someday you will be."

In under an hr they were packed and we were heading back to the Village. Back to my people.

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Mitzi watched the orgy from a nearby George H.W. Bush. The human's troupe made sex every night. A good distance from the hamlet. Though occasionally a villager would venture close.

The piddling poove was drawn each time like a moth to the flame. Stripping and caressing herself in the shadows. Her little fingers rubbing and squeezing her bosom and petting her cunny. Flicking her sensitive clit.

Tonight she couldn't take her optic off the human being Captain. His name was Nicholas. He didn't usually fuck during the orgies, preferring his elbow room in the wooden building.

Now she watched as he plowed the pinko bunny girl. He had her on all fours. Her long pinko spike clutched in his hand as he fucked her from behind.

Mitzi was on all quaternary too. One paw grasping a branch for proportion. The former rubbing desperately between her thigh. She had two wet fingers deep in her jackass. thrust as she imagined herself in the bunny womanhood's space.

past the Captain there were early couples and mathematical group fucking. Including the blonde woman that Mitzi had come to understand was the Captain's Ilex paraguariensis.

The human woman was bouncing up and down on one of the big, blue, men's lick. Her big tits jiggling. Her arms were around his thick neck opening as she fucked the glad lizard.

One of the lizard's comrade steps up behind the blond woman, stroking his big blue dick. He nods to the start, who leans back.

The 2d big man spits on his hand, slathering it on his hammer. Then he kneels down and chafe the tip against the woman's blotto derrière.

Rebecca groans in infliction and pleasure as the Chokwa man's tool push slowly up her tight ass. Her eyes clench and her toes curl from the ace.

When he is fully inside her he reaches around and squeezes her big tits roughly. The two lizard men fuck the homo. Pinned helplessly between them. Her wonderful breasts groped and slapped and pinched.

Instead of screaming or begging, the blonde seems to eff every mo of it. Even the pain sensation.

Mitzi tentatively pinches her own nipple. Then harder and harder. The silver fag gasps as a strong climax shakes her there in the bushes.

The auditory sensation of sex filling the night nearby.

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We are escorting Arizaza to a burnt timberland a mates days travel away. There was only myself, the Snake River adult female, one of the big Chokwa, Natia and Aki, as well as four goblin soldiers.

The rest of the snake hoi polloi would bide behind with the rest of the company. I suspect this is a run of sorts, both for myself and the Young snake in the grass woman. Who I had discovered was not that new.

"Of course."She explained to me. Her sibilants just a lilliputian worse than her taller sister."We were all born within daytime of each other. Nathair are born in grip of testis and only recognize those as family unit ties. We care little for the concept of female parent or father."

"Huh. Hard to imagine."I offer.

She just shrugged. Which did interesting things to her cleavage. Arizaza was poor than her sister, but more endowed. At least C-cups. Still skinny though. Her tegument was a light green with red crescents making interesting patterns.

"So you need to pin a spirit ?"I ask.

"Coax a spirit. number one I need a voodoo, to oblige it to. Some powerful object that connects to one of the elements."

"That's why the burnt forest ?"I nod.

"Correct. There should be something herculean there. But it is likely to be guarded. My sister didn't want to waste any of our clutch pedal fighting to get it."Her face looks intention, dangerous. If I am any jurist.

That evening the snake woman tried to ignore us as we began our lumbering cuddling after dinner party. The male child with Aklatan. Me with Amanatia. I stroke her long red haircloth as she strokes my crotch.

We grin at each other as we crawl into my tent. Shedding our clothes as we go. I grab her long hair and drive her mint-green face to my crotch. I moan as she sucks on my knockout prick. Her tongue lovingly caresses my piece of ass stick.

I lean forward and hold her cute derrière a few slap. I grin, listening to the cute whines from the goblin princess.

Gasping, Natia crawls away from me. She stops to depend back. Wiggling her ass and grinning. In endorsement I am on top of her. Thrusting into the moaning goblin little girl so small beneath me. I reach around to grab her big dangling tit.

When we finish we lie together, raw. Grinning as we listen to the boy still fucking Aki.

The burnt woodland was about what I expected. Blackened stumps, fallen trees, and ash.

Here and there we could see little plumes of smoke or tiny smoldering fires.

"How long ago was the fire ?"I ask.

"A few years."Arizaza answer, shrugging."The little flame are from elementals. They do not wish to relinquish their handle on this place."

"Great."I smirk."Do you recognise where we need to go ?"

She points to what I assume is the center of the smoky Grant Wood.

There is a low rumble as we approach. Some big beast rises. Like half a 12 blackened trees bundled together and moving. It stands ten feet tall with burning coals for eyes. Smoke rising from glowing scissure in its barque.

"We must defeat it. I need it's heart."The Nathair charwoman rules of order.

I draw my sword and advance. Crossbow deadbolt already thunking into the demon's wooden flesh.

With a roar like a furnace it punches the ground as I leap away, slashing wildly. Two of the boy poke it with spears, trying to delineate its attention. The big Chokwa man beating at it with his club.

When the matter turns to them I slash at the backs of its peg. Opening big injury, smoldering coals spilling out.

The elemental holloa in anger. Swinging around. It's fist hits me like a runaway train. I land on my tum seeing stars. I can faintly hear, ‘ Boss ! Boss ! Move !"

I roll in meter to invalidate being stomped. Right into the thing's leg. burning coals spilling onto my dresser.

I panic. Rolling around and trying to brush the ember off. The beast continues to sound off and punch at me. The son doing their substantially to ruin its aim. The big lizard man takes a slug to his principal and stumbles away in a daze.

I see my sword. Grabbing it, I roll to my feet. With a wild baseball swing I cleave open the front of the monsters legs as well.

Now it moves more erratic as it comes after me. Clumsy. Even as I dodge, it screams. Natia putting one of its eyes out with her crossbow.

"Did you see that !"She cries excitedly. I grin and nod at her.

The Nathair girl is throwing Isidor Feinstein Stone at the monster's headway. She looks thwarted when they seem to have no effect.

I run my sword through its belly. Wrenching face to side. Cracking open the beast's chest. I jump away from the spill of coals and burning ash. My blade is bent, weakened by the primary's affected heat.

It's not an issue now though. The creature desperately tries to shove its spilling coal back in its belly as it slumps to the ground. Then with a final moan it's one eye goes out.

The snake woman reaches into the brute's chest. Unfazed by the heat apparently. With a grin she pulls out a ember the size of a baseball."This iodin it !"Her hissing more enunciate in her turmoil.

We retreat from the burnt woodwind instrument and micturate summer camp. Arizaza sitting cross legged and meditating over the coal.

She stays that way for hours. Long after dinner party. I wave off Natia who moves on to the big Chokwa man, rubbing her chin with an intrigue look.

The goblin princess clenches her eyes shut as she lowers herself on the big man's peter. Arizaza finally stands up.

I helping hand her a plate of food that she acceptes gratefully. She sits future to me chewing and watching the goblin princesses get fucked.

"You are a ruttish bunch."She scuttlebutt.

"It helps sustain the goblins happy."I offer."Get what you needed ?"

"Oh yes !"She grins at me."A powerful fire spirit."

"Great, What's next ?"

"A water system spirit."She tells me."I can only control two. firing and water supply are dear for combat."She assures me.

"Two ?"I ask.

"As a priest-doctor grows in might they can master more. Plus some minor spirits. Sprites. For now I will only be able to control the two."

She finishes the simple repast."My sister told me I should try to bed you. She said it would help strengthen the bond with our mass and yours. Or at least induce it easier to ensure you."She says this while looking at the ground between her pes.

"Do you even want to ‘ bed me ?"I ask.

"You are very dauntless. And probably handsome for a ardent blood."She looks nervously up at me. I give her a comforting smiling. Then I lead her to my collapsible shelter.

Her body trembles as I slowly displume off her shirt. All four of her weapon in the air. Then she helps with her slopped linen shift underneath. Her breath snap when I squeeze her full phase of the moon bosom. Surprisingly diffuse for skin that looks like it's covered in scales.

"Have you never ... been with a man ?"I ask. She shakes her head no. Then yanks down her pants with her small set of hands. Draping her speed work force around my neck.

"I am happy to have you as my first."She hisses. Her speech getting knockout to understand.

I pull my own clothes off and she seems fascinated with my erect dick.

"Have you ever seen one ?"

"I ... I understand the concept."She looks at me boldly."love is a very private affair among my the great unwashed. Anything below the waistline is considered private."

I guide her hands to my cock."You can play with it if you like."

She smiles as she lightly caresses and touches my intemperately shaft with one pair of hands. The other rubbing the spinal column of my neck."You're so soft."She whispers.

"What did you imagine I would be ?"I ask thumbs tweaking her hard mamilla.

"Aren't warm bloods usually bristly with all that haircloth ?"She caresses my arm with one of her many helping hand. Amazed at how soft I was.

I lay her down on her back. Her hands seem to be everywhere as I rub my dick against her green kitty. Hairless just like harper's.

She groans as I slowly drive my cock into her tight snake muddle. Her hands scratching at my back. My lips finding her pie-eyed mammilla.

Our organic structure move together as we fuck. The green charwoman bites down hard on my shoulder with her astray oral cavity as her coming hits her. It hurts, but she doesn't seem to have any tooth.

She snuggles next to me after I finish inside her. We lay together in the dark. The crackle of the fire and sound of hob making beloved outside.

I've fucked two lizard womanhood. I don't think either one was cold blooded.

I can't help wondering who my wife is sleeping with tonight. Thoughts of her and a gang of rough goblin on my mind as I drift off.

Our next stop was a small gorge probably xl feet down where three streams converged into a waterfall.

What we wanted was at the bottom. With ropes we scaled down. Arizaza having an easier time with her four arms.

We stand on the edge of the stream at the bottom. I held a shaft in my manpower. My sword was ruined. Hopefully i could get it repaired back in the village.

We advanced on the waterfall. Wary, but not sure enough what to expect.

One of my soldiers screams as he is pulled into the water by a tentacle. Then a mass of them rise up. Just a few groundwork from where the falls splash into the gorge.

"From hells heart I stab at thee !"Feeling a bit like Ahab I leap into the pee. Plunging my spear at what seems to be the fundamental Mass.

The Chokwa grabs a few tendrils. Squeezing them to pulp in his meaty fists. As the girls fire their crossbows into the water.

From behind me there is a gimcrack WHOOSH ! A thick dash of fire shooting past me. The tentacles struck by the flame flop in scare. A thick cloud of steam rising from the H2O.

So thick I can't see.

"vigil where you're shooting !"I shout as a crossbow bolt flys past me.

"I can't !"Aki shouts back.

I stab again hitting something solid this time. Up to my waist in the H2O. It's getting grueling to bear. Something lurches out of the water, bellowing. A bombastic dark shape in the steam. Definitely not an octopus. Or even a snowy whale.

I stab at the creature again and again.

someone. I assume the Nathair Shaman throws red hot Harlan Fisk Stone. Which seem to have more impression than my spear.

Then a rung toothy mouth snaps at me from out of the shadow. I raise my spear to ward it off. Another fusillade of flame striking the fauna. Right down it's oesophagus. Burning away half my spear. I pat at my face to make sure I still have supercilium.

The monster makes loud choking audio as it slumps beneath the water supply.

Eventually the steam clears. The Nathair fair sex footfall past me looking embarrassed. She steps under the waterfall. Not looking for the monster this sentence. She comes out with what seems to be a solid earth of piddle. Her apparel plastered to her shapely eubstance.

"The heart of the fall."She says. As if that answers everything.

We climb back out. Minus one goblin soldier. We never saw him after he was pulled into the water.

Quietly we make camp. The serpent woman meditating over her piddle Earth.

Arizaza looks pleased with herself when she finishes and sits next to me. Silently, we watch the two goblin princesses getting fucked for a bit.

Aki was naked, laying back on a log. Natia inverted on top of her. They were moaning and gasping as they licked each early's pussy.

Two goblin male child were thrusting between the female child'spread pegleg. Fucking them as they pleasured each other. Another soldier waiter patiently for his turn. Squeezing Amanatia's precious rear. Pushing a finger in and out of her tight ass.

Arizaza suddenly pulls her shirt off. Then shimmies out of her pants and underwear. There in front of the whole grouping. She smiles as she straddles my lap."Thank you for all your help."She hisses at me, fumbling at my pants.

Soon she is bouncing on my lap. Hissing in pleasance as we fuck. My hired man squeezing her jiggly snake titmouse.

We had been gone just over a week when we return to Oxfront village. Everyone seems happy to see us. The irrigation system was nearly done.

The blacksmith was happy to repair my sword. Though he explained he was no arm Julia Evelina Smith. I found his shop crowded with goblins who were off duty. Apparently he had been giving moral.

I couldn't help grinning when I found my wife.

Rebecca was being led around the hamlet at the end of a leash. Held by Karagoth, as she did her round of golf.

The blond wore only black stockings with pink arc. A pinko silk thong. A pink sheer top, cropped and doing nothing to obliterate her big jiggling tits. A pink bow in her hair, and finally a pink dog neckband. I would later larn that it had ‘ Orc's lady of pleasure'engraved on it.

Apparently my wife and my partner have been playing some naughty plot.

While Rebecca got quite a few full-blooded looks from villagers, they didn't seem surprised to see her like this.

In the evening we sit around a campfire outside the village. My wife on her stifle at Kara's feet. Cali wiggling naked on my lap, while her twin snuggled up future to me. Occasionally leaning in and kissing each other.

There were a handful of visitors from the settlement as well. triplet sets of what I assume are married couples. Excited to view the titillating show.

I pinch one of Trisha's nipples. Grinning at her excited squeal. Her mother is led out to one of the blanket. Three hobgoblin surrounding her plump body as she lays down.

Soon the older woman is moaning as she takes goblin putz between her meaty second joint.

Also in the splurge tonight were both of the bunny young woman, three of the goblin princesses, and one of the new Snake women. I didn't know her public figure, but was surprised to see her, given what Arizaza had told me about their society.

Another attempt from their leader to integrate our two chemical group ?

Speaking of which, Miashasha and the shaman are both here. Sitting close together to take in the show. As were a couple of the Nathair men.

Rebecca has her face buried between Kara's thighs. The beautiful Orc warrior growling her pleasure. One hand on my wife's head, her other squeezing her own exposed breast.

callus pulls out my dick. Before she can skid it into her gear up love hole I grab her wrists. She gives me a cute, petulant look."I need it daddy."She moans. Rubbing her teen pussy against my difficult shaft. She bites her lower lip."I need your big stopcock in me."

I grab her ass, lifting her up. Then drop her, impaling the teen on my hawkshaw. The excited girl drive my lap as her sister leans in to kiss me.

Karagoth grins at me, then motions a hob soldier over. He is bare except for the leather belted ammunition in his hand. His cock bobbing up and down in fervor as he stands behind my kneeling married woman.

"Ass up, slave."Kara Order in her ill-humored vox.

Rebecca obediently gets to all 4. Her cheek still pressed against the Orc's wet jackass. Her hands grabbing green thighs.

My wife wiggles her nearly bare round ass. Then the goblin whips it. Becca groans into Karagoth's cunt at each of a dozen strikes turning her ass red.

Then the hobgoblin pull my married woman's thong down. Positioning the night green tip of his dick against her sonant mantrap.

Rebecca pushes back against him as she moans in joy. Taking his inhuman cock trench in her whore's cunt.

Later in the Nox the twin teens nestle me. Naked and spent in my bed. While my wife is down the quiet inn's hallway sleeping with her kept woman.

"I like being Kara's slave."Rebekah tells me. We are sitting in the common room of the inn, having luncheon. She looks wonderfully slutty in a sloshed fitting halter top and linen shorts. She was obviously loving her new sex kitten role. capable to be as publicly slutty as she wants."You have so much on your dental plate, even in the sex department."

"You know I'd drop cloth all that for you."I insist.

She smiles warmly."I know, and I love you for it. Here we can be who we were truly meant to be. You get to be a harem master, and I get to be your loving slave."She pulls her top up, letting her big tits flop out."Plus I get to be as depraved and smutty as I have always dreamed."

"I love you."We lean in and kiss for a long while.

After we break apart, smiling at each other, a young sheep missy walks up to us. Actually her citizenry are called Caora, I have been told.

She is cunning with milklike white pig all over. I noticed the Caora tend to be a bit blurry than the other anthropomorphic subspecies. Instead of hair she had a sort of head of hair. Like an Afro of white wool around her read/write head. She had big tits under her champaign shirt. Probably double-D's. Plus a fluffy egg white tail.

"Sir."She started nervously. Her handwriting clasped behind her back."M ... my epithet's Pearl Mae Bailey. I ... I offered to be one of your slave. For ... um, for five years. Right ?"

"That's correct. You are a very cover girl young woman."Her sheep auricle twitch at the compliment."You do read what is being asked though. Not just cooking and cleaning."

"S ... sex. rightfulness ?"She looks so cautious, so vulnerable."Like you do at your campfire ?"

"That's right. We can go upstairs right now if you are really interested in joining."I offer. The Caora missy nods and let's me hire her bridge player. I lead her to my room.

Her slim dead body trembles as I help pull off her shirt. Her fuzz covered skin like a knit cap under my digit. Soft and pleasant. She gasps when I gently grasp her big chest. Also covered with tomentum, except for her pinko ring of color and nipples.

"Have you ever been touched by a man ?"I ask.

She nods tentatively."At sheering time."

"Oh ? William Tell me about that."I order. Something in her vocalism excites me. She seems so timid. So vulnerable. She presses the button on a man that makes him want to both protect and taint a young woman.

That feeling is often especially strong in me.

"Sheering is supposed to be intimate. Something shared with a loved one. Someone you trust."I nibble at her neck opening and slide my men into the back of her pants. Squeezing her soft ass.

"Something sexual ?"

"It can be."Her breathing comes faster."If done with a mate."I pull her bloomers down. Kissing her blurred tummy as I kneel.

"That's ... mmm ... that's how it normally is in Caora villages."She was definitely responding to my attentions."But in former berth, here, it's a public event. It's humiliating and ... and degrading."My face presses into her privates. Also fuzzy. My glossa lightly licks her cunt lips. Her men in my fuzz to steady herself.

"They strip you in front of everyone. Grabbing you and forcing you into whatever positions they want so their sheers can do their work. Stripping you even further before the crowd."

She doesn't sound frightened or angry about it. Now she sounds shake up.

"My begetter said they do it to make sure we know our place. Just like the Vacca."She meant the cow the great unwashed. I had heard the women were milked nearly every day, but hadn't gone out to see it yet. I will remember to do so."They make sure all the teachable races know their place."

Nathan Bailey's thighs shake as she has a minor orgasm. I let her ride that out, licking up her sweet juices. Then I stand. She looks up at me as I place my finger on her cheek.

"I wouldn't want you to do anything you weren't will to do. But I am a deviant. I'd love to see that done to you."I tell her.

She nods placing her fingers on mine."You are my master and I am your docile sheep."

I practically tear my pant off. My erecting is as hard as it's ever been.

I push Bailey down on the bed and climb on top of her. Spreading her ramification apart and just shoving my dick into her wet hairy cunt.

The sheep daughter cry out in ecstasy as I fuck her. I grab her wrists and pin them above her head teacher. Leaning in to bite her mamilla.

I feel her snatch throb around my cock. Milking it as she cums. Harder and longer than before.

When she comes down she looks at me with her big ewe oculus."I ... I'm just obedient farm animal. Y ... your cultivate sheep to use and mistreat ?"Her titty heaves along with her language.

She whines a minuscule when I pull out. Then I flip her over. Forcing her to her hands and articulatio genus. Grinning as I slap her cute ass a few times.

"Baa for me, sheep."I order. Grabbing a bunch of her hair and painfully forcing her forefront up."

"Baaa ! Baaa !"She bleats as I thrust back into her. I grab her fluffy fanny as I dog pound her bozo.

My hawkshaw explodes recondite inside the girl. Filling her with my human seed. I pump intemperately, making for sure she takes every last drop curtain.

Then I collapse on the Cy Young Caora girl. Her lenient trousering body beneath me. My limp tool slowly slipping out of her slipshod cunt.

"Th ... that was amazing."She moans.

"It was pretty swell for me too."I tell her. Soon I roll over and pull her close for a snuggle. Her heavenly, diffused eubstance pressed against mine.

"I thought most raceway don't like to be called by the ... uh animal they come from ?"I ask.

"What ? Sheep ? Oh yes. It's a nasty insult. And humiliating. And I loved it. I ... I never imagined it could be like that."She answers excitedly.

"well, I like dominating my married person. Humiliating and abusing them. If they are willing."

"She sits up on her cubital joint."I think I will be very willing."

I smile at that.

We were on the road. near of my soldiers, including Miashasha, Arizaza, and four of the snake men.

The Nathair kinship group leader assured me that our destination was only three days away. Which is respectable. The mayor thinks the wizards would come soon for their tribute.

"What are you looking for."I ask Karagoth. The Orc char kept looking over her shoulder with a scowl.

"I fear individual may give tagged a sending on us."She answers. I just shrug."A feel that will cover our actions to its master. I keep seeing something small and Ag flit through the trees."

"That's ... not neat. I had hoped one of our reward would be surprise."

I mull over what losing that would think for our time to come plans. We had been setting up an ambush in the village. Our crossbows would play a John Major role. Now I had to rethink that.

That evening I brooded. Worried about our mission and my people.

Even the evening bacchanal did niggling to charge my interest.

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Mitzi was sad, yet horny. The human, Saint Nicholas seemed down. She wished she could console him. Yet the sexual prank of his followers uncontrollably drove her lecherousness, as it always did.

The picayune silver fairy moaned softly as she fingered herself. She had become quite adept at self pleasure.

As the hobgoblin and the lizard men fucked the various missy down below Mitzi pulled out her pebble.

It was a smooth gemstone she had found in a stream, about the sizing of her school principal. She slathered it with Chuck Berry juice, then held it between her second joint.

Feeling quite naughty, she rubbed her silver puss against the unruffled Harlan F. Stone. Feeling that Delicious tingle.

She had learned a lot from watching the mercenaries.

After she has an climax she naps on the tree offset. Watching as the Captain's wife leads him into his tent.

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Naked and beautiful, Rebecca sucked my cock as I lay back. She had promised to have a go at it my cares away.

And it was working.

My wife's expert mouth and tongue did marvel for my mental attitude.

Finally she crawls up my organic structure. snuggling and nipping as she goes. When she straddles my pelvic girdle she rubs her easygoing kitty-cat against my tough cock. Sitting up and running her custody through her curly, golden haircloth. Her giant breasts jiggling.

I reach up and catch her amazing ball. Squeezing her ample pulp.

"Oh god, ding ! I need your cock !"She gasps. Leaning forward and inserting my screw rod in her snatch. Gasping as she sits down.

She rides me slowly. Drawing out our sexual love. My fingertips glide up and down her flanks making her shake. From her pelvic girdle up to her titty and back down.

We fuck gently for a time. Then I can see the change as Rebecca's lust takes her. She leans down and shivers as she whispers,"laying waste me."in my ear.

I grab her by her blonde hair and slap the side of her brass. Not surd, she just gasps in excitement anyway. Then I push her off me.

I grab my wife's hips and force her to her hands and knees. Slapping her ass a few times as she wiggles it in the air.

She grunts as I plunge my dick back into her wet slit. Pounding her hard and grabbing her hair again. I yank her mind up, and she moans.

Reaching beneath her with my unloose hand I slap at her big dangling tits. I can separate by her breathing that her coming is close.

"You dirty whore."I growl at her."Just a goblin cum rag. You're the village strumpet. Opening your wooden leg for everyone."Becca's unit body tingle and she squeals as she cums.

Before her orgasm is finished I pull out and push her to her knee. When I press my dick to her lips, my wife suck on my slimy hammer. Her eyes are closed and her body still trembles.

As my own orgasm rises I pull away. I shoot stream after stream onto her beautiful brass and tits. My lovely married woman licking jizz from her sass.

"Mmm, That was amazing."She says looking up at me.

After we clean up we lay together. My married woman cooing as her soundbox continues to throb from fourth dimension to time.

"I love you."I whisper in her ear as she smiles sleepily.

There was a white door. In a small clearing in a pocket-size woods. The morning light hit it at an angle that nearly made it shine.

It wasn't attached to anything beyond its stone doorstep.

"Is it trapped ?"I asked Miashasha.

"Truly, I don't know."She answers.

I nod at Priyala. She is the only traditionally trained spell caster in our group.

The cat girl slowly approaches the door. Her big Quran of enchantment greenback open. She stops twenty ft away. Mumbling to herself. Her fingertips glowing.

We wait nearly half an minute by my guess. Then my slight kitty turns back to me with a smile on her lips."Done. It's safe to open."

"Good girl."I tell her as I we approach."Any idea what to expect ?"

"snare and magical guardians."She shrugs. Grinning at me when I pull her in for a buss.

With a shrug I pull my repaired sword."Let's go."

I open the threshold.

Instead of more woods on the former side of meat there is ... a room ? Through the now loose door. I step onto what turns out to be a landing place.

The elbow room was vivid. Filled with landings and stairs of respective sizes. Going this way and that. All made of Edward Douglas White Jr. or grey stone. Marble I think.

It looks like that Escher picture. At first anyway. Then I realize that everything has a definite up and down orientation. We seem to be at the ass.

"There."Miashasha points up."I think that would be it."There was something glowing on a landing some seven or eight stories up.

"Let's go !"I lead the boot up one of the staircase. When we get to the landing we find that somehow we have been split up. My military personnel are scattered across half a dozen stairs and landings on this level.

"Didn't think it would be easy. Did'ja Boss ?"Gort grins up at me. Loaded crossbow in one helping hand, short sword in his other.

I shake my head and charge up the next staircase.

The instant landing is where we meet resistance.

Ghostly men in armor simply step out of the air to block our path. Gort fires his crossbow, and much to my surprise kills one of the shielder. I fully expected his shot to just take place through.

Ghostly or not they definitely seem solid to my blade as I start fighting. They don't bleed, but they can definitely be injured.

We quickly clear our landing of the five defenders. Looking around I see my forces fighting on other landing. I can see Thomas More of the apparitional men waiting above.

We charge the following landing. Nearly half of the solders in my group being magically shunted to different places. I am starting to get apprehensive. There are still three storey to go and we were getting stretched thin.

I could see Miashasha fighting alongside a group of hobgoblin. She had a duet of wicked looking daggers in her take down hands and two curved brand in her early's. They looked reminiscent of scimitars, flaring toward the confidential information.

I slay a pair of guardians. Then back up as I get pressed by a particularly unyielding opponent. Only to watch him get skewered by two goblin spears.

The adjacent landing was only me and three of my boy. Even Gort was gone. I can't see him from where I stood. I can see Kara. Cutting a protector in half with her monster axe and a mighty Orc holloa. She is a level below me, and I see no way to get to her.

We are outnumbered here. Two to one. For a moment things seem to be going our way. Then I'm pushed close to the edge. One of the goblins gets run through with a sword, and the other two are forced back the way we came.

I cut the hand off one of my assailant. Then I doge a golf shot at my face. I feel my breath catch as I trip up backwards into infinite. The horrible feeling of no whole step when you expect one.

I'm probably lucky. I only fall ten feet or so. Landing hard on my back. My sword skitters across the gray marble.

Two shielder seem to step out of nowhere. Raising their steel. I get make to wave.

Suddenly a strange silver gray bird is flittering between their faces. Distracting them enough for me to kick one away.

As I scramble for my steel my world turns red with pain. The other guard stabs his sword through my leg. Pinning me to the soil.

I turn at the waistline to see him draw a dagger.

Also to see two Nathair men leap a good twenty or 30 foot. Landing on my platform. Their swords flashing.

I turn when I feel something hump my hand. It's my sword. The little ... not birdie. It's a silver-tongued woman. With midget wings. She smiles up at me. She had dragged my steel over.

"Uh ... thank you ?"I offer. Grabbing the hilt.

She settles on my shoulder. Around a foot tall and beautiful. The two snake men aid me up. One wrapping my calfskin to stop the hemorrhage.

I have to lean on Ertao to take the air, my leg is nearly useless.

"We're winning ?"I ask. My soldiers were scattered throughout the big room.

"I don't think so."The Nathair man says. Pointing at a guardian as it is off."I don't think we are killing any of them."He points where three seem to come out of nowhere.

He is right. It's hard to notice in the thick of things. When one dies another just appears further up.

"This is bad."I rumble. He just nods. Helping me up a flight of stairs.

The Ag girl on my shoulder towboat on my ear."That way."She says pointing. Her spokesperson like mouth organ strings.

She was right. My turn caster seemed to have figured something out. Both lead mathematical group that are able to stick together as they advance.

Priyala led nearly a score of follower. Kara and two of the big Chokwa men clearing the way.

Arizaza has nearly a dozen. She has summoned a animate being reminiscent of the smoldering Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree elemental that makes curt workplace of the protector.

We hobble after the Biladi cleaning lady's group. Whatever she did seems to lallygag as we don't get lost.

Grouped up the ghostly guardian quickly lose priming. Soon Erato helps me onto the last weapons platform. Arizaza hands me the glowing crystal sword with a smiling on her expression.

"Thank you."I smile back.

"We need to hurry out. Those things will never stop."Karagoth growls. Obviously unsettled by all the black magic.

"Make sure to grab our wounded on the way back down."I order. The ophidian priest-doctor kneeling before me.

Cool water flows from her helping hand to surround my wound calf. Soothing my wounding.

Quickly I am able-bodied to walk again. My injury gone.

"Thank you."We smile at each other again.

As a group we head back down. Fighting for every inch.

The crystal sword cost us three hob animation. And a lot of wounds. Though between my goblin healing top executive and Arizaza's water, we had everyone up and about within a duad hours.

The guardians couldn't or wouldn't chase us past the door. Once we closed it we were dependable.

We walk back to coterie which had been made at the edge of the Sir Henry Joseph Wood by those left stern.

Everyone seemed concern in the little silver gray fair sex.

She stood about a animal foot tall. Slim and beautiful, with mild shimmery wings. She wore leaf tied together as a dame and top. She looked to feature diminished breasts, and a round ass. Her fuzz was black as midnight. Long and straight. Past her knee joint. Her skin was a shimmery ash grey. Occasionally taking on the colors around her helping her to immix in.

"You found a faery !"Priyala outburst."They're so rare ! She's so cute !"

"She saved my life."I announce."What's your figure, lilliputian one ?"

"Mitzi."She says in her musical vocalism, looking bashful at the attention.

"Well I thank you Mitzi. Is there any way I can come back you ?"She nods excitedly at that.

"You can let me join you."She announces with a grinning.

"You want to join my mercenaries ?"I ask. Mitzi nods happily."Uh, you are a welcome member then."I announce.

That evening Mitzi sat on my shoulder after we ate. She seemed to cognize what was about to befall and she kept glancing at me as mass started to copulate off or group up.

"I ... I want to do that."She told me. Pointing at the fucking couples."With you."

"I think your a slight small."I confess. She gives me a trivial pouty looking."Well, what would you like to do then ?"

With a smile she sheds her leave. Revealing a bald, silver pussy and budding B-cup breast. If anyone made bandeau in her size.

"takings off your clothes."She told me, while she caresses her own breasts. Her exhilaration palpable.

I strip as I head into my tent. Mitzi waver down to my hard cock as I lay down. She is a lot taller than my seven inches. And feels great planting low fairy kisses and licking my cock. She rubs her slight buds against me and grinds her crotch against my rooster.

She even tries penetration. Sitting on my tip and steadying herself with her wings. But hops off frustrated.

"Sorry we cant do that."I tell her."But you are making me feel good, and I bet I can return the favor.

I cup my helping hand together so she can sit comfortably."Spread your legs."I tell her. When she does I gently lick her crotch.

With our sizing difference there is no delicacy. Just a giant tongue licking her pussy. She seems to delight it though. Grabbing my fingers for support and pressing her crotch against my slobbery licker.

Her flank commotion and Mitzi screams musically as she cums in my mitt.

Afterward she lays naked on my thorax and drifts to sleep. I take a little retentive. Listening to my the great unwashed fucking external. Not finished myself, but not put out either.

When we return to the village an excite Bailey is waiting for me.

"You're safe !"She gushes as she hugs me with her soft, furry limb.

"I'm sword lily to see you too."I tell her.

"I have something for you."

"Is it your ass ?"I ask with a smile.

The sheep girl giggles."That too. I have another willing striver. And I think she will be almost as submissive as me. Why don't we meet in your way ?"She suggests.

I nod, intrigued, and head that way.

Soon I answer a knock on the door.

"This is my admirer Betsy."The sheep girl introduces proudly.

Betsy is a cow miss. One of the Vacca. She is grandiloquent and dark-brown, husky and curvy. She had a cow-like face and little ovalbumin horns. She had a good head of dark brown haircloth with a matching tuft at the end of her tail assembly. Her titmouse looked huge under her dress. Bigger than my married woman's, they strained the clit up the straw man. She gives me a nervous smile.

"seed in. It's capital to meet you Betsy."I usher the daughter in."So you want to be one of the lady friend to fall in my troupe ?"

"Yes sir."Her voice was deep and husky, and nice.

"She wants to be your submissive, livestock, whore. Just like me."Bailey says proudly. The Vacca missy looks at her protagonist in cushion. Then nods nervously at me.

Bailey swiftly pulls off her blouse. Her own big knocker bouncing unloose. Then she grabs at the big miss's clothes. Opening buttons, starting at the top."Tell our master how many unlike hands have milked your delicious tits."The wooly female child orders.

"A few."Betsy says, shrugging. Staring at me with her big cow eye. The big girl's plain linen bra is slowly revealed.

"I'm not so sure she is as aegir to ... uh ... be my subservient livestock. Bailey"I place a conciliate hand on the sheep's shoulder."And that's ok. As long as she is willing to have sex with the group."

Bailey turns to me."She's just flighty. Tell him."The last bit was directed a bit desperately at her big acquaintance.

Betsy pulls her bra off freeing her giant tits. Her forepart had a big white ellipse piece, that covered around half of her breasts. Then she climbs on the bed wiggling her wide ass at me."Moooo."She calls looking back over her shoulder with a smile.

I step forward and annul her hanker skirt. Her leave asscheek has a palm sized white slur. That's where I spank first. The cow girl razzing and moans as her ass wobbles to a span dozen bang.

I push her face down to the mattress. Then yank her school principal back up by her hairsbreadth."Are you a good docile, stock ?"I hiss in her ear.

"Uunh ! Yes, passkey. Sooo good."She moans back.

Bailey lays next to us, fully nude. One hired hand fingering her own twat. The other squeezing her tits.

When I start to pull off my pants Pearl Bailey slips down in movement of me. She helps get my clothes off. Then she starts sucking on my hard prick.

"Mmm, spank her big ass some more."The white Caora girl orders.

I spend a few bit punishing the moaning cow's derrière. Giving her a few slaps, then rubbing her wet slit for a moment. Then some more spanks. She licks the back of her deal, her boldness pressed to the bed.

When Pearl Bailey moves away I ram my iron hard shtup rod musket ball deep in one quick motion. The Vacca female child gasping horsely with pleasure as she cums.

As I fuck her I lean forward and slap the sides of her giant tits. Mashed against the bed in this position.

"Bailey, I want you to crawl around so she can lick your pussy."An obviously excited looking in the sheep's grimace as she crawls back on the bed.

Betsy's long slobbery tongue soon has the minuscule girl moaning. Bailey emergency and puff at her own pinko nipples.

I grunt as I shoot my load in the cow's cunt. I grab her tail and thrust hard to give her every last pearl.

Spent I lay down. Watching as bailey moves to solve her friend's well pounded twat. Betsy gives me a smile as she pulls her dress the rest of the way off. I help with her tail. Still stuck through its puss in the back.

I'm starting to call back there has been something deeper than friendly relationship between these two. Now may be the first gear time they have had a chance to express it.

I can feel my lust slowly rising.

It was prison term to kill the mages.

We had finished the irrigation organisation. It seemed to work adequately. The villagers understood enough that they would be able to make basic repair.

Then we set up an lying in wait along the road the wizards would be traveling through. It was among a small radical of trees. A passive looking area.

It would be our killing field.

All we had left to do was waitress.

Karagoth barges into my room."They are coming."

"Mmm ! I'm cumming !"My wife calls back.

She leans back on the bed. Gripping the sheet of paper. Her second joint starting to tremble. My face is buried in her crotch. My spit trench in her soft apricot.

She grabs my head as I start to pull away."No ! Don't stop !"The blonde orders.

I can hear Kara chuckle behind me."I can ask them to make out back later. If you are busy."She jokes.

Rebecca's climax washes over her. I don't have metre to wait it out though. I stand and grab my apparel. As her finger move to her juicy kitty-cat.

I hop down the hallway half raw pulling on my pants.

"erotic love you !"My wife calls from behind me.

We could see a duad of posture coming. Two carts behind them. One with a big void cage. There are a XII guards. Dressed in blacken leather. As well as four dejected looking slaves.

When the bearing are between the trees we strike. Three of the sentry duty dropping in the first minute. Multiple crossbow bolts stuck into their falling bodies.

Suddenly goblins were everywhere. Fighting safety device and lassoing horses. We didn't want the passenger car to attempt to flee.

Then the for the first time superstar was stepping out. Fire in the palms of his hands. He looked seventy, and very angry. A Biladi man. A couple arrows bounce off his magic cuticle.

He hurls both tar of fire, only to see them fizz out against Arizaza's nebuliser of water. Then I lose hatful as I slip out of my bush behind one of the blackened carriages.

We had to act spry. We were relying heavily on the power of my new steel, and my attainment with it. Kara was close behind me. As was Hanatal, the hob princess who had lost an eye. She had insisted on coming. She carefully carried something bundled in cloth. Tending to it like a female parent would her low gear newborn. Though much bigger than I would suppose a goblin cub to be.

We move between the two passenger car. People were screaming in pain. Something howl. We stayed clear of the knight. They had Green glowing eyes.

There they are. Two of the wizards. The old man and a chubby cat char. There should be five in all.

He grins at me as I advance. His whole right arm turning to flare. I can see the snake girl's tree elemental over his shoulder, crushing a black clad guard duty.

The mavin lift his flaming arm. Then ...

... .then that's it. My lechatelierite steel barely slows as it pierces his shield. Then his paper thin build. He dies with a surprised look on his font, and a relieved one on mine.

I quickly draw my sword out. The female person wizard is mumbling something. Kara's axe newsflash as it glances off her buckler.

"Move ! Down !"Hanatal orders, pulling the cloth off her appliance. The Orc rolls as the hob lifts it to her shoulder. It's a cylinder of branding iron and wood. It almost looks like ...

whoosh !

scintillation sens fills the air. The goblin princess's gun fires a c tiny pebbles. Probably not hard enough to vote out a man.

Strong or not, each one is a divide tap against the castor's shield.

The wizard woman's face crook to horror as her magic shield sparks and sputters out. Then Kara's axe thunks into the woman's side.

I could hear other gas going off as Hanatal grins at me. Not with smasher but gimcrack swoosh. The scintillation dust wasn't quite the same as gunpowder, but it served its use.

The early whizz didn't stand a chance. Our ambush had turned to a butchery.

We burn the bodies of the five wizards. As well as their guards. The horses made me skittish so we let them go.

My casters got to pick a few trinkets from the evil star belonging, and we gathered anything of value from the perambulator.

Then we led the prisoners back to the village.

Everyone was overjoyed to see us. There was a big party and lots revelry that night.

Mitzi is naked between my wife and I as we make love. We can still hear villagers celebrating outside the inn. Though it must be retiring midnight.

The silver medal fairy holds on tight to one of Becca's vauntingly tits. Jiggling back and Forth River as I thrust into the moaning blond. The tiny adult female kissed and licks Rebecca's hard mamilla. Her fluttering wings occasionally tickling my chest.

I lift and separate Becca's creamy legs. Grabbing her ankles I lift her ass about an inch off the bed. She grabs the sheets in her go. My rooster hitting one of her preferent spots.

Mitzi climbs further up my married woman. Reaching her brim, she gives Rebekah poove kisses. Then she turns around and straddles the blonde's mouth. Becca starts to figure out the lilliputian girlfriend's pussy. Both women moaning their pleasure. Mitzi squeezes her own budding breasts as she watches me from my wife's human face.

Rebecca gives a whine when I pull out. Then an excited purr as I flip her over. Mitzi taking to the air to see what our next position is.

Becca gets to her hands and stifle. She wiggles her round ass as she looks back over her shoulder. Brushing her favourable scroll out of the way.

"screw me daddy."She begs."Put this whore in her place."She groans with pleasure when I slap her ass and stick my cock back into her wet slit.

Then the silver grey girl flitters down. She lands on my wife's sweet rise up. Giving me a smile as she turns her own small one shot derrière toward me, and slides down on my cock. She holds on tight to Becca's ass.

I have to slow down and be careful not to squish the small girl between us. My pecker sliding between Mitzi's thighs, rubbing her faery pussycat. Then entering Rebecca. I'm almost fucking them both from hind end.

Rebecca gets loud as she cums. Her body trembling as my dick slowly thrusts inside her. Mitzi soon follows. Her phonation musically calling out her pleasure.

Both girls grin when I finally pull out. Rebecca turns around and sucks on my wretched peter. I'm still erect, but getting real close. Mitzi rainfly behind her, moving to my wife's wet twat.

I can tell by the way Rebecca slowly rolls her pelvic arch that the fay must be doing her intimately to eat my married woman out, or something.

I close my eyes and ride the cloud nine of my love's lips around my dick. I run my manpower through her long hair.

"I'm almost there."I tell her.

Becca reaches back and take hold of the fairy. Then slips to her articulatio genus on the trading floor before me. She sets Mitzi on her chest and leans back.

With a groan I stroke my dick. My balls clinch. I spray both char with my jizz. The glutinous screw succus covering my married woman's tits and drenching the silver fagot.

Mitzi laughs her tinkling laugh as my cum rains on her. Delighted to give birth taken office in something so naughty.

Soon we clean both girls off. Becca with a towel. Mitzi in a warm stadium of H2O.

I definitely want to do naughty thing to the miniature girl. I'm just not entirely sure as shooting what.

Then we are snuggling to sleep. My wife at my side. Mitzi laying naked on my breast.

I worry a footling that I could crush her in the night, though she seems to be quite tough.

We have our eight Village girls. bailey and Betsy, of class. My sexy subservient sporting lady. There were also three mouse girls, called Roden. Two more sheep young woman, a brightness and night grayness.

There was also the mayor's daughter. A bear. She was one of the prisoners who we rescued. A big cleaning woman, nearly seven fundament tall and husky. She has big breasts and midst silky fur.

She was also missing her remaining arm near the elbow. As well as her right eye. In fact the redress incline of her facial expression had some nasty scratch.

She admitted that she couldn't imagine staying in the hamlet as she was.

"I would rather serve as a sex slave if it will help my village."She had told me. Her one eye not quite meeting mine.

So I had accepted her as our one-eighth, and considered the village's debt paid in full.

Now we will tamp down and prepare to set out in the good morning. My goblins already refining their new ‘ hell dust busts.'The name given to the guns they had crudely invented.

I couldn't help concern about how they may touch the order of this strange world .