My mind blazed with rapture. Orange fur, striped with black across the top of her head, appeared. Her pussy was spasming around my brother’s cock. Indecision wracked at me. Nephi beat me to it. That deserves a reward. Pyrriah threw back her head, red light flickering through her fiery locks. They had come to kill me. She wore her new purple robes with silver thread enhancing them. The wine in the decanter sloshed. The chief guard drew back his sword for the fatal plunge. “That would be a delight. I gaped in surprise. Snips from the fight. Our sword flashed through the air, trading blows. Nagas, werewolves, and rakshasa… She smiled as she took it. I plowed into my sister hard and fast. They burned across my sword. Fear galvanized my limbs into action. The pleasure swept through my mind and drowned my thoughts. “Pyrriah and Lasla are clearly your sisters and I can see her features stamped in your face, so the claim she is your mother is convincing.
