"Nnngh! Fuck Rhiannon!"
The princess felt the seed rush through her throat, the hand on her hand tightening its pale grip on her. The barbed head of her naga companion was delivering part of the load nice and deep, while the other prick butted all over her face. It was colored pink like a human rod, but her naga friend wasn't any part of her species.
He did withdraw the nine inch companion from her mouth, letting both of the cocks rest on her cum slathered face as his lengthy body uncoiled from around her. His snake-half was a brilliant red, a lack of patterns to it. His scaled hide was tough, but still comfortable when held by him. Her mouth had been part of her deal to getting smuggled off-world, in literal contract as a new partner in his enterprise of smuggling.
An equal partner as long as she offered her oral services whenever asked.
Farin sank down as he let her rest in his loose and uncoiling body, smirking down at her as his right hand squeezed the last bit of spunk out over her chest. His form was lithe, but muscle and a square jawline ensured he was firmly a male. Scale and skin melded around his hip, his spine and neck holding lighter scaling to protect the vital areas. Two human ears could be seen through his shoulder-length mess of black hair. But it was his vertically slit, bright red eyes that were focusing on her face as he dragged his thumb across her facial and gently shoved some into her lips.
"So, I got us a new job... maybe worth negotiating getting to put a kid in you and fixing this junker up."
The Avid Adventure was a small personal frigate, born from the earlier age of advancement. It had ten rooms, not counting a messhall-kitchen, prison cell, small cargo hold, and the bridge. It had definitely seen better days... but it was designed for any species to be accommodated from the Orikin Alliance. Naga, human, bun-kin, and wolflings had once served in these vessels to build their part of space. Her Kingdom of Acronisis was only part of this old alliance... and Farin had been an old soldier before retiring at 70. His kind lived long, after all... and aged slow. In his twenties, he could have been a small child. But in his forties, he was a teen with quite the bad habits. Twenty years of service later had earned him the ship he commanded his entire career.
"Or maybe I'll spend it on getting my favorite partner a life extender... a little magic and science can make you live a long time... take my people's word for it."
The princess felt the seed rush through her throat, the hand on her hand tightening its pale grip on her. The barbed head of her naga companion was delivering part of the load nice and deep, while the other prick butted all over her face. It was colored pink like a human rod, but her naga friend wasn't any part of her species.
He did withdraw the nine inch companion from her mouth, letting both of the cocks rest on her cum slathered face as his lengthy body uncoiled from around her. His snake-half was a brilliant red, a lack of patterns to it. His scaled hide was tough, but still comfortable when held by him. Her mouth had been part of her deal to getting smuggled off-world, in literal contract as a new partner in his enterprise of smuggling.
An equal partner as long as she offered her oral services whenever asked.
Farin sank down as he let her rest in his loose and uncoiling body, smirking down at her as his right hand squeezed the last bit of spunk out over her chest. His form was lithe, but muscle and a square jawline ensured he was firmly a male. Scale and skin melded around his hip, his spine and neck holding lighter scaling to protect the vital areas. Two human ears could be seen through his shoulder-length mess of black hair. But it was his vertically slit, bright red eyes that were focusing on her face as he dragged his thumb across her facial and gently shoved some into her lips.
"So, I got us a new job... maybe worth negotiating getting to put a kid in you and fixing this junker up."
The Avid Adventure was a small personal frigate, born from the earlier age of advancement. It had ten rooms, not counting a messhall-kitchen, prison cell, small cargo hold, and the bridge. It had definitely seen better days... but it was designed for any species to be accommodated from the Orikin Alliance. Naga, human, bun-kin, and wolflings had once served in these vessels to build their part of space. Her Kingdom of Acronisis was only part of this old alliance... and Farin had been an old soldier before retiring at 70. His kind lived long, after all... and aged slow. In his twenties, he could have been a small child. But in his forties, he was a teen with quite the bad habits. Twenty years of service later had earned him the ship he commanded his entire career.
"Or maybe I'll spend it on getting my favorite partner a life extender... a little magic and science can make you live a long time... take my people's word for it."