Clara has more to offer

Druuna finished up her creamy dessert with a lascivious lick of her lips and looked down at the cum covered militiawoman. Clara hung her head. Even though her face was covered with thick white goo, Druuna knew she was blushing underneath. Druuna found Clara's shame at what she was doing absolutely delicious, and saw an opportunity to test her growing dominance over her even more.

"Well, just half an hour or so ago you were self-righteously calling us perverts, now look at you; on your knees, naked and covered in his cum."

Norfolk was feeling anxious at how Druuna was provoking Clara, but just as Druuna expected, Clara just meekly knelt there. As the kneeling woman started to wipe off her new coating, Druuna stopped her.

"No, you leave it on for a while. It suits you much better than that other uniform. Now, you get down there and start sucking on him again. We're going to get him good and hard so he can fuck you absolutely senseless."

Clara gasped, imagining the idea of that massive thing forcing its way inside her. Druuna just giggled. With only a little hesitation, Clara started clumsily slurping on Norfolk's shaft once more. Druuna knelt beside her and gently directed the innocent blonde's head, making sure her tongue bathed his plump cockhead all the way down to his balls. Norfolk started to return to hardness as he watched with delight as the young beauty bathed his cock with saliva. Once Druuna was satisfied with Clara's efforts, she started to pull her onto her back, feeling how quickly the militiawoman was breathing. She looked up to Norfolk with a grin and spread Clara's curvaceous legs wide, revealing a now very moist but still tightly shut quim.

Norfolk lowered his body over Clara, placing his huge hands onto her breasts. He rolled the two full globes around, experiencing how wonderfully soft and yielding her body was, drawing moans from Clara. He drew his hands back, noting they had gotten a little sticky, but Druuna was quick to lick them off.

Clara, squirmed as she felt Norfolk's huge girth pressing at her tight entrance, but Norfolk noted she made no attempt to tell him to stop. Norfolk thrust into her quickly, Clara having provided him with enough lubrication to make this possible, and he heard Clara let loose a guttural cross between a scream and a moan of pleasure. Norfolk felt the incredibly tight confines of Clara's velvety pussy and wondered if the innocent girl was, in fact, a virgin. Norfolk simply reasoned to himself that if she had been, she was definitely one no longer, and started to pound away at her, focusing on his own pleasure.

Clara had a difficult time adjusting to Norfolk at first, but every time she started to yelp with pain, Druuna muffled her with a passionate kiss, tenderly stroking Clara's golden hair. Slowly, Clara started to relax, and Druuna noticed the once puritanical young woman wrapping her legs around Norfolk, her little heels pressing into his muscular back, urging him to fuck her even harder. Satisfied that Clara's pain had been entirely replaced by lust, Druuna felt she deserved a reward for Clara's increasingly successful training, and she straddled the young militiawoman's head, her fleshy thighs clutching tightly, leaving no doubt of what she wanted. Clara was quick to respond, and Druuna moaned as she felt Clara's increasingly adept tongue snake into her, lashing around violently, much to Druuna's delight.

Druuna arousal was increasing rapidly as she watched in fascination as Norfolk's huge ebony rod somehow kept penetrating Clara's diminutive ivory skinned body. She reached down and started to diddle with Clara's exposed nub, feeling the heat from the point of Norfolk and Clara's furious mating.

Clara could finally take no more. Between a constant stream of this exotic woman's honey flowing onto her tongue, and the intense stimulation being given to a body all too unfamiliar with sexual pleasure, Clara could take no more. Norfolk could feel Clara's body shaking around him, and Druuna could feel wonderful vibrations on her nether lips as Clara unleashed years of repressed energy in an overwhelming orgasm. Druuna was stirred on by her "conquest" of Clara and came hard as well, flooding Clara's eager mouth. Norfolk, seeing the two gorgeous women writhing before him, drew Druuna tightly against his rock-hard body and kissed her, unleashing a powerful blast of his seed into Clara's depths.

The three simply stayed intertwined for at least thirty seconds more as Norfolk continued to pump more and more of himself into Clara. As the pleasure finally started to leave him, he pulled out of Clara's confines, followed by a little white waterfall flowing out of the now exhausted Clara; a testament to the passion of the coupling. Druuna too stood up, running her hand along Norfolk's chest as they both looked down at the panting, sweat and semen soaked Clara, marveling at what they both had accomplished.

Druuna, stood on her tiptoes and whispered into Norfolk's ear "Can we keep her? Please..."