Clean up.

Laying down some distance from the now harmless harpy, you motion for Blackmane to come to you. She pads over to you silently, her breasts jiggling pleasantly as she lies beside you, "No more?" Her look is pleading, but you decide it would be better to wind down for the night. Standing, you move to squat above her face, your still throbbing cock inches from her nose as you spread her legs to take a long, purposeful lick down her stomach and dipping into the folds of her snatch. Panting, she grabs you cock with both hands and takes it into her mouth as you press your lips to her furry mound, your old cum mixed with the fresh lube oozing from her slit tasting salty and tangy to your tongue. You inhale deeply, the strong scent of a rutting goblin female assaulting your mind as you delve deeply into her box. You can only assume you have the same effect on her, as she writhes and sucks on your cock as if possessed, her hands alternating between groping your balls and squeezing your muscular ass.

Her hole clenches on you tongue as you expertly curve your tapered tip to prod her g-spot, then following it up by gently pulling her clit into your mouth. You stick a finger into her spasming hole, using your other hand to collect her grool and smear it onto her slick backdoor. Cock buried to the hilt in her throat, her nose is buried beneath your bulging sack as she breaths your scent deeply, the walls of her esophagus clamping down on your shaft as you start to cum. Pulling her ass open, you stick your long tongue into her anus, worming around inside until you find a spot that makes her squirm in the best kind of way. As you spew hot jizz down her throat she swallows every drop like she is dying of thirst, your tongue causing her to jerk her hips upwards into you as you rim her without hesitation. Warm fluid coats your chin as you pull free of her mouth, her pussy hungrily gulping at the air from your anal induced orgasm.

You adjust yourself to be facing Blackmane again, your cock still rigid but now mostly clean. Frothy spit and streams of jizm cling to the side of Blackmane's lips as she smiles a knife toothed grin, "So, no more then. Minion treat Blackmane well. He is good mate." You wipe the spittle from her lips and stand, gathering your gear and hauling your squad to various piles of soft feathers that rest in depressions in the floor. Loading their gear beside their sleeping areas, you call Blackmane to help you haul the harpy to a similar nook, with both of you moving her it is quite easy. You prop her up in such a way so that her pussy faces upwards, preventing any more of you cum from oozing out as she sleeps, "I am going to sleep now, you take first watch Blackmane."