Aren whines in frustration as his ass is continually pounded, the male now moaning as he starts to enjoy the rough fucking. His ass tightens up even more around Karl's cock, making it a hot vice of pleasure for his reptilian shaft.
The Lizans pause their dancing and look at him, many of the males already sporting erections. Then, they look at each other.
"Eh... What's the harm, right? The whole point of this festival for us is just to fuck, right?" One male says, shrugging.
"Yes, but... Isn't it bad luck to start the fucking before midnight?" A female asks.
"Uhhh... Probably? I don't know. I wanna fuck!" Another male whines.
"Oh fuck it. In any case, Karl's already ruined it!" A male yells, grabbing another female by the arm and pulling her to him.
"Wait! But if we all do it, then the chances of actual bad luck befalling the clan will increase!" The female squeaks.
"Oh... Yeah... Uhh... Aaargh goddamit Karl! Why do you always ruin shit!?" One Lizan male groans.
"Don't know about you bastards, but it's... Wait..." The one who has grabbed a female looks at the moon. "Oh. It's already midnight. Fuck it! Let's fuck!" He yells before bodily lifting up the woman and slamming her down onto his cock, both of them moaning loudly in relief.
The whole campsite quickly devolves into a massive orgy, moans and cries filling the air as virginities are taken, and almost every available hole is filled, some of the males even fucking other males.