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Sneaking peeks at Electra through the water proved futile, the murky lake seemed to absorb light, making it impossible to see anything without being directly in front of it. At least with his eyes. Once he let his arcane sense reach out into the world around him, Aedan got a much clearer picture...

"Sorry, but it's just not in me to be polite to a bunch of pirates," offered Rebecca. "You want a well behaved pet, I suggest you get some better handlers." Rebecca did her best to steel herself. She knew that things were about to get ugly.

"Do you know where they went?" Trish asked.

As Hilda drew the last of the salty semen out of Carla, the head of her dick swelled up in Castella's mouth. Pulling back to avoid her jaw dislocating, Castella found that Carla was once more fully erect. "Heh-heh, thanks for the clean out, but I'm afraid you just brought me back to square one...

"You're not just saying that to stroke my ego, are you," he asked, though Hilda could feel his manhoods continue to lengthen. At this rate, it wouldn't be long before he was basically humping her ass.

"Well, do you know how to use a weapon, or track wild game?" Trish asked.

"You sure? Hunting is dangerous work," said Trish, as she turned and began walking, still naked, down the beach.

Once more, Lazarus' staff struck home, and once more the blow that should have toppled the demon, merely split him into cloud of tiny copies. They swarmed over Lazarus, biting and clawing, at exposed skin.

"Yes, I'm out here on guild business. There's been word of manticores out this way. Been out here for a couple of weeks now. Figures, I find a monster, and it's not the one I'm looking for," she said, glancing back at the satyr's corpse. "My camp's back down the beach a little ways, I you want...

"Gods, you look good like that," growled Carla, as she leaned back in and took hold of Castella's tits, rolling them in her hands, and smearing the cum over them until they were evenly glazed. Her lips, meanwhile, locked once more with Castella's, her tongue diving in to taste her lover. When...

"Well, I hope you had fun, but I must ask; how did he compare to your prince?" asked Eros. He leaned into her more closely, and pressed his pelvis against her backside, and Hilda could feel, even through both their clothes, that Eros was growing erect.

"Maybe," said Eros, coyly. "But, earlier today? Who was the lucky man?" he asked, eager to hear of Hilda's sexual exploits.

"Come here, honey, I'll protect you from the big bad lizard," said Rebecca, patting the spot next to her. "Besides, I don't think most of us are going to be getting a whole lot of sleep tonight."

"That's right, cum for your alpha!" she demanded, as she lifted herself up, slightly. Angling her grip on Castella's cock, she pointed the tip directly at Castella's face. "Come on now, give me a good spurt. I wanna' see some cum on that pretty face."

"Well, if memory serves, the last time that happened.... you did it," he said, playfully. "How about you?" he asked, casually.

Carla picked up the pace again, thrusting harder, and jacking Castella's dick as hard as she could.

"Certainly," replied Eros.

"Nonsense, you carry yourself well," he assured her. "Especially for someone with such a high center of gravity," he said, with a smirk, as he lifted his arms slightly; giving Hilda's breasts a slight squeeze before returning them to their spot around her waist. That tore it, Eros was...

With the encouragement given, Carla began to pick up the pace, her hips drawing back further back with each thrust, until the bed was rocking with their rhythm.

"What ever do you mean?" asked Eros.