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Myria staggered onto the scene in a bleary haze of sex and orgasms. She saw Cecilia in her predicament and knew that her paladin friend was doomed to lose her purity to the mighty toad that loomed over her, rigid cock aimed straight for her virgin pussy.

Whether it was the insatiable sex drive **** upon her by the toad venom or loyalty to her friend she'd never know. Perhaps it was a combination of the two. Myria rushed to Scar's side and took hold of the grizzled toad's massive cock.

"Master," Myria said with the most urgent tone she could speak in, "Master, please, please fuck me master. I need you inside me at once."

She pumped her hand up and down Scar's shaft, licked the head, wrapped her lips around him and sucked.

Scar let out a confused but obviously very aroused croak and turned his attention to the eager whore who was worshipping his cock. Cecilia moaned with frustration as Scar turned away from her.

"No!" she cried, rubbing her pussy frantically. "You were going to fuck me!"

Myria lifted her mouth off of Scar's member just long enough to whisper "Run!" to Cecilia, then returned to eagerly sucking the toad's cock.

Cecilia's mind was a haze of lust, but Myria's word struck true. She snapped back into focus and scrambled back. She was halfway across the cave before she could bring herself to stand and, despite her body's aroused protest, she ran out of the cave.

Myria, meanwhile, made sure her distraction was as thorough as possible. Any moment when Scar's attention seemed to drift back to Cecilia, Myria took more of him into her mouth, increased the speed of her pumping hand, swirled her tongue in that way she knew that brought lesser men off in an instant.

Scar was no lesser man, of course, and it took all of Myria's skill to shift his focus away from the virgin paladin. But shift his focus she did, and as Cecilia made her retreat, Scar pushed Myria down onto the cave floor and took position between her legs.

Scar thrust into Myria fully in a single motion. Myria shuddered as he filled her, feeling an orgasm looming already as Scar began to fuck her in a slow, hard rhythm. Without thinking, she wrapped her legs around his hips to urge him onward.

His tongue rolled out to caress her jawline, her collarbone, her jiggling tits. Her hands balled into fists as an orgasm swept over her, and she cried out with passion as the pleasure claimed her body. Her eyes rolled back into her head as another orgasm broke atop the first, and a third, and a fourth, and so on, and so on...

Scar continued to plow her womanhood with his massive cock, and in a tiny moment of sanity, Myria thought of Cecilia and hoped that giving her body to this beautiful monster was worth the sacrifice.

As her fourteenth or fifteenth orgasm crashed through her, and she felt Scar's potent sperm flood into her womb, she knew it was worth it. It was worth it.