And there we lay, panting on the river bank, defiled and filthy. She wasn’t smiling now. “Oh…” she groaned as I stretched her. Her groan turned into a moan, then a whine as she eased herself backward, consuming more and more of me. “You are the son of the Froktora, not the Froktora himself! What had caused five hours of contentious debate was the subject of slavery. I licked her anal flower, pushing my tongue deep into its ovule until it was sucked back into her rectum and her rim closed greedily about me. She ducked the elbow, leapt over the leg, and scored two quick slices on my forearms. Her smile only broadened. She tumbled away just as my axe came down, the edge of the blade barely missing her trailing foot. She straddled Soraya’s face as Soraya was fucked by Alexa, who was in turn, being viciously sodomized by Eva. And when I looked around at the audience, I saw that they were as captivated as I was.
