Deflowering the Dwarf’s Derriere ♥

Waves of warmth and love wash over Krvavy’s very being, the world beyond this wonderful embrace passing by unnoticed as her pale lips mash into the dark-grey pair of her sweet and serious shortstack, her newest fiancée. Rather chastely, all things considered.

“Awww~...!”

That sudden cooing sound – or more so the rather smug and really quite teasing tone that underlined it – startles this lovey-dovey Drakling. Thin strings of saliva stretch between her and Inanna’s open mouths, swiftly snapping apart as she straightens her spine and jolts back up, bucking her hips forward in the process.

Which just so happens to crush Inanna’s twitching clit between them, this lewd Dwarf’s tight love tunnel clenching around Krvavy’s cock as the swollen tip of that colossal thing slams into the entrance to her cum-stuffed womb, bolts of bliss arcing through their joined bodies. ““Mnngh~!”” They moan together, still sensitive after cumming so intensely... and so many times, for the shortstack~.

A pair of pert tits press into Krvavy’s right shoulder, caramel coloured arms partially textured like wood casually getting wrapped around her.

“Cute~!” Beryl cheerfully chirps, leaning against the kneeling Drakling that she is happy to share. “So ya finally proposed, huh~?” That Dryad’s verdant green lips brush against her Draconic lover’s lower horn, close to the Far-Speaking ring nestled so snugly on it, before planting a gentle kiss on a fairly flushed cheek. “Did Ah egg ya on enough, or was deflowerin’ yer Dwarf just tha’ perfect a moment~?”

“I~...” Inanna takes a deep breath, her truly titanic tits rising and falling as they spill to either side of her chest, not quite having the energy to sit up. Not if she wants to focus steadying her voice, at least. “I’ve takehnn our Krvavy’s tail and tohngue plenty of times before~... So I~... mnhh~... wasn’t exactly deflowehred here~...” That shortstack softly shakes her head, grabbing onto the wrist of the hand that is, predictably, still gently holding her plump nipple in its palm. “And I proposed – mmh~ – to her~.”

“Hmph...!” A pair of more modest mounds squish into Krvavy’s left shoulder. “Really?” Thea scoffs, rather affectionately trailing her delicate touch along a tense, black-scaled bicep. “Making your future wife do what you should have done ages ago...? Typical lazy Dragon~...”

Beryl’s arm drops down past Krvavy’s chest, fingertips tracing along the magical lines emblazoned above that thoroughly sheathed shaft, her own (small) addition among them. “At least our Inanna ‘ere didn’t ‘ave ta wait too long~.” She lightly laughs. “Now there’s just one –~!”

A pleasant cushion, soft but firm and so wonderfully warm, presses into the back of the barbarian’s head. “Rrrgh!” That growl rumbles through those big green-skinned breasts. “Already Mate!”

“C-congrats...!” Adeline squeaks from just a little off to the side, not so subtly shuffling closer and closer, her round face flushing an even deeper shade of red with each little step she takes. “Your wedd-d-ding...?”

“Won’t be – mmnh~! – anytime too soohn~.” Inanna replies, her increasingly composed voice getting compromised just a little as the touchy Dryad gently pokes her slightly squished clit. “I don’t mind... mhhh~... waiting in line, behind you~. Next summer is fine for me~... Or maybe late spring~...?”

“Ach, we can worry about all tha’ later,” the tanned tomboy casually brushes that aside, her teasing touch trailing up through a coal-black bush, climbing the curve of that shortstack’s stuffed belly alongside those dense but orderly hairs. “We ‘ave somethin’ more important ta focus on instead~...!” Beryl presses her palm into Inanna’s bulged belly, her long and pointed ears wiggling with joy as she feels the pulsing beat of Krvavy’s heart through the dick buried deep inside this Dwarf. “Look at this~! So beautiful, aye~? And, Adeline, this’ll soon be ya~!”

That timid bunny-mouse jumps as two creeping vines suddenly curl around her waist. “Eeeip~!” She squeaks, getting dragged right up to the Dwarf’s side, her own soft belly squishing into a grey-skinned leg. Those big hazel-brown eyes of hers go wide as she stares straight at that distended outline, so big and –!

“It is not as big as I expected...” Thea idly mutters, her own dainty hand joining Beryl in caressing this shortstack’s swollen, cum and cock filled midsection. “My stomach stretches more than that...”

“Aye, and yer whole body is made fer sex~.” The Dryad warmly returns, glancing past her Draconic lover to give that brat a playfully pointed look. “Ya could probably take a cock taller than ya are from ‘ead ta toe and still be fine, slutty loveslave tha’ ya are, so very ‘carnally complaint’~.”

“Rrrnnnh...” A slight tinge of disappointment can be heard in that rumbling sound, drowning beneath it the silver-blonde brat’s indignant huff. “No mark.”

Inanna softly shakes her head, every breath she takes just a little steadier than the last. The occasional clenching twitch of her tight love tunnel, the entrance to her thoroughly filled womb kissing at Krvavy’s cock, isn’t doing her any favours. “Though I did –”

“Ach, well, no matter!” Beryl affectionately slaps that shortstack’s stomach... drawing a moan from both Drakling and Dwarf. “Our dearest love ‘ere still needs ta fully claim Inanna~! Even if it doesn’t give ‘er a Mark, there is still Favour ta be earned in takin’ ‘er throat and arse~!”

That abrupt interruption hardly seems to bother Inanna, her copper-orange eyes glimmering and gleaming with a lewd light, eagerly anticipating the pleasures that await her. “Mmmh~...” She lightly bites her bottom lip, agreeing with a lewd hum. “And we can test the other effects that Supernatural Stud has on our Krvavy’s seed~...”

Thea gently pats the distended bulge of this Dwarven shortstack’s swollen belly, a tingling wave of warmth rolling outwards from that point of contact.

In a matter of moments, the glistening sheen of sweat clinging onto Inanna’s skin is cleaned away... but nothing is done to remove the messy mix of lewd liquids and Draconic cum leaking down onto the mossy bed below, those perverse fluids escaping past the colossal cock that has been crammed into her constricting cunt...

“Hmph~...” The haughty noble girl huffs, pulling her hand back and doing her best to act as if she isn’t blushing, rather intensely at that. “There, you are all clean and ready to be defiled~...”

“Thank you~.” Inanna’s earnest gratitude only causes the face of her now fellow fiancée to flush even further. “I assume – mnhh~... – that you are all here to enjoy yourselves more closely, if not outright join in on the debauchery~? You did not stay away for long~.”

“It’s yer moment, and ya’re the centerpiece ‘ere~.” Beryl warmly states, lightly scraping a branch-like antler against her Draconic lover’s upper horn, nuzzling in a way that only she can. “So we’ll go along and do wha’ever ya like, tonight~.”

The grey-skinned shortstack slowly nods, her intense – and needy – gaze trailing over all those present here, taking a moment to appreciate their naked forms. “Mm... You three~,” she gestures at the Dryad, Were-Beast, and brat clinging onto the body of their shared Dragon. “Enjoy yourselves however you see fit~. As for Adeline~...”

That adorable little bunny-mouse twitches as she is so suddenly addressed, tearing her wide-eyed gaze away from the spot where Drakling and Dwarf are so lewdly joined, looking towards Inanna’s faintly flushed face.

Stout, grey-skinned fingers gently grasp onto the Halfling’s slightly smaller hand. “If it is not too much of a bother, would you mind assisting our Krvavy in thoroughly claiming me~?”

The blush that has long since filled Adeline’s face brightens even further as she is so suddenly put on the spot. “I-I...!” She quickly abandons the idea of responding with words and simply elects to nod instead, her floppy bunny ears bouncing with that rather excited motion.

With an audible slosh, a gourd bottle is placed down beside that Dwarf.

Hardly a moment later, Beryl’s verdant green lips lovingly press into Krvavy’s rosy cheek, that patch of pale skin coloured a rosy hue. “Go and show yer Inanna the joys o’ bein’ so thoroughly taken, my dearest love~...!” With one last affectionate pat on the tit, that Dryad peels herself away from the Drakling’s side. “Now come on ya two~!” A light slap can be heard as she ‘taps’ Khalia on the ass... no doubt wanting to do the same to Thea, if only the Were-Beast wasn’t in her way. And if only Thea hadn’t already moved out of reach – after giving Krvavy a kiss of her own, of course – preemptively dodging that attack. “Let’s get out o’ their ‘air and go... o’er there~!”

“Mate~!” Khalia’s paw-like hands grab onto black-scaled shoulders, furred fingers squeezing down just once before having to let go. “Pound Dwarfy real good~!”

“Mmnh~...” Inanna’s tight love tunnel tenses and twitches, clenching down around the cock still so thoroughly sheathed inside of her. “My Ushumgal~...” Reverence and arousal alike underline that huskily moaned title. “As much as I enjoy being filled by you in such a way~...”

The rest of that statement need not be said. Nor can it really be said, an intense pulse of pleasure keeping the Dwarf from being able to form another word.

“Mnghh~...!” Jiggling tremors echo through Inanna’s truly titanic tits, her back arching just a bit as the distended bulge in her belly begins to shift and shrink. “Uuahhh~...!” She so lewdly gasps, the sixth and then fifth ridges of her larger lover’s oversized rod squelching free from her stuffed slit, a mix of messy and lewd liquids dragged out alongside that Draconic dick.

Adeline’s already wide eyes seems to grow even larger as she closely and keenly watches Krvavy’s cock retreat, that gigantic and girthy shaft throbbing to the beat of that big barbarian’s heart.

The Dwarf’s stout fingers clench tight around that Halfling’s hand. “Oohhh~...!” Inanna’s sturdy legs shudder and shake, slipping from their place around Krvavy’s waist as that Drakling pulls further and further away, fourth and third and second ridges popping free from her freshly used fuckhole.

Amazed awe fills Adeline’s expression, her little lips parted as her mouth hangs open. This bottom-heavy blonde barely even breathes, so captivated as she is by the perverse show being performed right in front of her eyes, the rules of reality so flagrantly discarded.

Cool air caresses that final ridge, the flared crown of Krvavy’s cockhead almost catching on the convulsing walls of Inanna’s cunt... but it too is dragged out of the Dwarf. “Hahhhhmh~...” A wistful, wanton sigh whispers from deep within Inanna’s very being, her head resting back on the padded moss of their expansive bed.

Krvavy can’t help but bite her bottom lip, gazing down at the beautiful sight of her dishevelled Dwarf, emerald eyes drawn towards that shortstack’s swollen slit. Towards the trail of cum trickling its way down some flushed, grey skin.

Adeline leans against her Draconic fiancée’s side, slipping beneath one of the arms holding onto Inanna’s waist to really get a better view of that wonderfully lewd sight.

Inanna’s pussy is wide and gaping... though not anywhere near to the degree it really should be. Her lower lips are spread apart, her cum-stuffed love tunnel open and visible... but only enough for one of the Drakling’s large digits to slip inside of her. And that is becoming less true by the second, her needy hole tensing and tightening back up. As if she had never been fucked.

“Noww~...” That single moaned word startles both barbarian and bunny-mouse, snapping them out of their shared daze. “Adeline, would you – mmhh~... – mind helping me... sit up~...?”

“Yes, M-miss Inanna...!” The Halfling jumps into action, using the hand holding onto her own to gently drag that Dwarf up from their bed... needing to use all of her might to accomplish such a task. This shortstack isn’t light. Those truly titanic tits alone are quite weighty, in a wonderful way.

“Just Inanna, remember~.” A soft and subtle smile sees that bunny-mouse blush even brighter. “Now, please, lie down – hhhm~... – beside me~.” Though she doesn’t particularly need to, Inanna helps her fellow shorty climb up onto this padded ledge. “Head here~...” She taps a spot next to her knee, brushing the voluminous mass of her coal-black hair out of the way as she gestures behind her, towards the large and empty windows a decent distance away. “Legs pointing over there~.”

A tinge of confusion finds its way onto Adeline’s round and rosy face, the adorable Halfling not entirely sure how lying down like this will help Inanna. “Eii~!” She suddenly and sharply squeaks, getting the answer to her unasked question as that grey-skinned shortstack turns and straddles her head in one smooth motion.

“Mnhh~...” Inanna slumps forward, her absolutely gigantic tits pressing down atop that Halfling’s wondrously wide hips, knees resting above Adeline’s shoulders as her forearms frame that girl’s tremendously thick thighs. “Though it may not be needed, on account of your new trait~...”

The adorable bottom-heavy blonde’s every breath brushes against this sexy, serious shortstack’s seed-stuffed slit, every gasping inhale she takes filling her little lungs with delightfully lewd scents. A few drops of Krvavy’s cum drip down onto her face, but most of that creamy filling remains firmly inside this Dwarf’s inhumanly tight hole, inside the womb unwilling to give up its wonderful reward.

“... feel free to use the lube that Beryl so generously provided~...” Inanna subtly nods her head towards the gourd bottle not too far away, the voluminous locks of her coal-black hair almost obscuring that gesture.

Rather distractedly, the Drakling reaches over and grabs said bottle, tearing its cork stem out a moment later.

“Hhhn~...!” The shortstack sucks in a sharp breath of air, shuddering slightly as some slick and slimy sap is slowly drizzled across her ample ass, a squiggly line crossing from one grey-skinned cheek to another. “That is – mghh~!”

A jiggling tremor echoes through that Dwarf’s delectable derriere, accompanied by an audible clap. “A bit cold~...?” Krvavy idly asks, cock throbbing in anticipation. Tenderly, she caresses that firm yet perfectly plush posterior, a magical warmth emanating from her palm.

“Mghh~!” The other half of Inanna’s rather generous rear is slapped with as much love as the first. “Yes, but~... hahhh~... I was going to say that you are not using that lube properly, my Ushumgal~.” Long strands of coal-black hair subtly swish from side to side, wry amusement visible in that soft shake of her head, if not audible in her rather neutral tone. “It is meant to aid you in entering my ass, not to be smeared across my skin~.”

The barbarian lightly bites her bottom lip, admiring the amazing view of her Inanna’s big and beautiful butt, those stone-grey cheeks polished to a fine sheen. “There’s still plenty left~.” Krvavy casually replies, emerald eyes gleaming like bright gems. “But if you insist that I use it ‘properly’~...” A thin stream of clear, slightly greenish sap spills from the neck of that gourd bottle, funnelled straight into the narrow valley between those two large hills.

The muscles in Inanna’s back tense and go taut as just the very tip of a black-scaled thumb presses against a tight little triangle of dark-grey flesh. “Mnnh~...!” That puckered barrier puts up a slight bit of a fight... but ultimately gives way.

An intense heat clings to the Drakling’s invading digit, clenching so incredibly tight around the first joint of her thumb.

“Gnnh~...!” Inanna grunts, her puckered hole clinging onto Krvavy’s thumb as it pulls back, popping back into the comparatively cool air outside of her... “Hghhn~...!” Only to push in once more, massaging that slick trickling stream of sap into her virgin rear. “Ghhn...!”

“Shhh~...” The still mostly full gourd is placed aside, more than enough lube having been applied to this shortstack’s sizable ass. Perhaps if Adeline’s face wasn’t directly below the Dwarf... “Relax~...”

“I – mghh...! – am trying to...!” A fair bit of frustration underlines Inanna’s normally neutral tone, overpowering what little pleasure she lets herself show. “But Supernatural Stud does not apply to – nnghh...! – to your huge fingers...!”

“Ach, my dearest lo-ohve~!” Laughter underlines the Dryad’s scolding words, her lewdly moaned voice carrying across this expansive bed of theirs. That she isn’t actually too far away also helps. “Stop teasin’ yer poor – haahh~...! – Dwarf, and just give ‘er wha’ she deserveshh~!”

A constricting pressure squeezes down around the Drakling’s thumb, quivering muscles refusing to let it delve any deeper... but also refusing to let it go.

“Yesss!” That single word comes out as more of a hiss than anything, Inanna’s head dropping down to rest atop the soft pillow of Adeline’s lower thighs, those short legs squirming slightly as droplets of cum continuously dribble onto that Halfling’s trapped face. “Stop – ghhn...! – with this ‘kindness’...! With this – nghhhn...! – attempt to get me ‘ready’...! Annnhd simply fuck me in the ass already~...!”

Krvavy’s cock pulses and throbs, that ridged rod as impatient as this shortstack.

The barbarian lightly bites her bottom lip, bare breasts rising and falling as she tries to keep her breath steady and even. So very slowly, she begins to pull her hand back, that tight puckered ring holding onto her black scales as it desperately tries to keep her inside. But, bit by bit, more of her thumb is revealed, until –

“Ghhh~...!” With a wet, squelching pop... the Drakling’s thoroughly lubed digit is finally freed from this Dwarf’s tight, puckered hole. That little triangle of dark-grey flesh twitches and trembles, quickly clenching and closing back up, as if it had never been invaded. “Stop wastii–iihhn~...!”

Adeline’s tiny hands suddenly grasp at the thick thighs of the shortstack so nearly sitting on her face, big hazel-brown eyes staring up in shocked awe at the swollen shaft now looming above her head. She audibly gulps, swallowing down a perverse mixture of Draconic cum and Dwarven juices, before making quite a few different squeaking sounds... some of which are anxious and apprehensive... more are clearly anticipating what is to come... while others are obviously and undeniably aroused. But they were all caused and drawn out by one simple fact.

That fat and girthy rod is thicker than this Halfling’s throat. And it is about to be stuffed inside of Inanna’s ass.

The Dwarf can’t help but tense up as the turgid tip of that truly colossal cock presses against her virgin hole. “Hhh...!” She sharply inhales, face still squished into the soft pillow of Adeline’s thighs, and... abruptly bucks her butt back.

This shortstack’s sphincter stretches open with ease, the constraints of reality so casually tossed aside as that ring of muscled flesh effortlessly engulfs Krvavy’s swollen cockhead. A barrier that by all accounts should have been impenetrable instead welcomes that rigid rod with open arms, sliding across sensitive skin.

“Hnngh...!” The shortstack grunts as she forces a flared crown larger than her fist to fit inside her ass. “Nnghh~...! Hnngh~...! Hghhh...!” More lewd and laborious sounds can be heard as her puckered ring swallows the first, second, and third ridges in swift succession... kept from engulfing any more only because of the prodigious length of this penis. It is just too long to take in one go, her spread and kneeling legs too short to give her the leverage needed for her ass to slam into Krvavy’s crotch.

But luckily, the Drakling has decided to stop dillydallying and do as her Dryad had said, giving this Dwarf exactly what she deserves~.

Strong black-scaled fingers hook onto Inanna’s hips, that little bit of contact all the warning given before the barbarian slams forward. A loud slap rings through the air as pale and snowy skin crashes into glistening stone-grey, jiggling tremors echoing across this shortstack’s ample ass. But that sound – deafening as it may be – can hardly be heard, drowned beneath something far more beautiful~.

“NMMMHHH!” Inanna’s head suddenly shoots up, a few long locks of her coal-black hair whipping along with that motion. “HHHHHHHHNN!”

Krvavy grits her teeth, an intensely hot pressure crushing her colossal cock, tightest atop the last of her ridges... where that puckered ring so desperately clings. A smooth, bottomless tunnel twists and trembles around the Drakling’s throbbing dick, this Dwarven hole clenching and constricting in ways so different to how a pussy would... yet it still feels oh so similar. It is still trying to pull this swollen deeper, with the same lewd and lustful hunger. It is still trying to milk this Dragon of her seed with the same instinctual need.

A chorus of ecstatic cries dances through the air, those other girl’s present finding their own pleasure as they enjoy this wonderfully debauched show together.

Vague impressions of their bodies linger at the edge of Krvavy’s vision...

Thea is lying on her side, resting her head atop the firm and toned pillow that is Khalia’s lap while a certain tanned tomboy straddles one of her thighs, her other leg lifted straight up and strewn over a slim but strong shoulder...

Beryl’s hips roll back and forth with graceful haste, the mark above her womb glowing as brightly as Thea’s own as their sopping slits squish and grind together, their deliciously lewd liquids mixing into the most delectable of desserts...

Khalia’s plump lips are wrapped so securely around a verdant green nipple, gulping down mouthfuls of sweet nectar as that Dryad’s vines twist around both brat and Were-Beast, pumping into this precious puppy’s pussy with reckless abandon...

But that lewd display of lovely lust is not enough to distract the Drakling from what lays before her. From the sight of her shaft squeezing into a snug ring of dark-grey flesh stretched to an obscene degree. A scene that, previously, could only exist in her imagination and in her dreams. Something that could be experienced with some of her other girls, but not this one in front of her right now.

“This... ghhh... feels so strange~...” Inanna idly moans, taking advantage of her barbaric lover’s brief moment of inaction to voice her thoughts, the muscles in her back quivering and tensing just as much as those inside of her. “So full... Satisfyingly so~... But... not nearly as nice as it is to feel you pressing against my wom–mmnh~!”

The soft squeaking sounds that Adeline couldn’t help but make are suddenly silenced as this shortstack’s cum-stuffed slit is squished down onto her mouth, a hefty sack resting against her head.

One of the Drakling’s strong hands slides up her Dwarf’s tense back, slipping beneath a voluminous mass of coal-black hair to firmly grab onto a sturdy shoulder, holding it tight. “Hahhh~...!” A hot and heavy breath hisses past Krvavy’s pale and parted lips as she leans forward, looming over Inanna.

“My... Ushumgahll~...!” Waves of bliss wash over that beautiful and busty Dwarf, a tiny little tongue feverishly delving into her needy pussy as a truly colossal cock stretches out her ass, slowly but steadily thrusting into that inhumanly tight hole of hers. “There is... nghhh~... no need to go eashy on me~... I am quite durablll–llhhh~...!”

Ridge after ridge pops past the tightly clenched ring of that shortstack’s sphincter, only to slam back in hardly a moment later. What was, just a few seconds ago, a rather relaxed pace suddenly becomes a frantic and frenzied race towards the finish line.

“Ghhhhn~!” Inanna’s lewd grunts can barely be heard beneath the loud slaps and wet squelching sounds of her thoroughly lubed ass being so utterly destroyed. “Hhhhgh~!” Each pounding thrust presses her pussy into Adeline’s hungry mouth, that Halfling’s little hands kneading and groping at her thick, trembling thighs. The odd sensations of having her insides stretch and (safely) rearranged mix with the ecstasy of being so desperately eaten out, blanking her mind with bliss. “Nnnngh~!”

Pleasure pulses through Krvavy’s prodigious prick, surging through her soul and burning through her body. Sweltering, searing heat surrounds her swollen shaft, squeezing down around her Draconic dick as it delves as deep as it can and clinging so tightly onto her cock as she pulls her hips so far back that only her flared crown remains within that puckered ring, those sweet and sultry sensations sending ecstatic shocks shooting though her very soul.

Again and again her heavy, churning balls swing forwards, roughly bumping into Adeline’s head. That adorable girl’s dark-blonde hair softens those repeated impacts, but not enough for either of them to ignore what is happening. The Halfling can feel the virile orbs within pulsing with need, full of enough cum to breed an entire village... if only that specific setting wasn’t set to zero. The Drakling can feel each lewd twitch of her little bunny, that once innocent girl absolutely losing herself to the degeneracy inherent to being one of Krvavy’s girls, one of this Dragon’s fiancées~.

In the face of such euphoria... there is no world in which Krvavy would want to hold herself back, no world where she even could were she to try.

“Hhhk~!” The Drakling grits her teeth, cock throbbing and pulsing, heavy sack clenching close to her crotch as she bottoms out in Inanna’s butt. Heat surrounds her entire length, that shaft swelling just a bit further in size.

Krvavy’s ears pop, all of the beautifully debauched cries echoing across this corner of their bed going unheard as her almost painfully rigid rod erupts, a thick and viscous rope of creamy cum deposited deep inside this Dwarf. That first pulse of pleasure sees her clawed toes curl... but it is far from the last wonderful wave to wash over her. Tingling static sweeps across her hazy mind as the second spurt so thoroughly paints the trembling and twitching walls of this lewd tunnel white.

The muscles in that barbarian’s back go taut as she suddenly jerks upright. “Hahhh~!” Her dick is dragged free from this shortstack’s shuddering sphincter just in time for a third sticky rope to splatter across those expansive grey-skinned cheeks, glazing that already glistening cake with an imperfect layer of ivory coloured icing.

Cum dribbles through the gaping ring of Inanna’s ass, that well-used hole tightening back into a tiny triangle of darker flesh... as if it had never been fucked.

Bolts of bliss burn through Krvavy’s very being, her mind awash with so much ecstasy that she can’t even appreciate the deliciously degenerate and delightfully debauched sight in front of her, this Dwarf’s derriere treated like a delectable doughnut... stuffed full with far too much filling~.

“Nnngh~...!” Krvavy grunts in ecstasy and exertion, biceps bulging and forearms flexing as she forces herself into motion, black-scaled fingers grasping so tightly onto the handles of Inanna’s wide hips.

“Hhhheeeiieeh~!” Adeline gasps and pants, finally allowed to breathe some fresh air as Inanna’s ample ass is hefted up and off her face, that shuddering shortstack rolled over and to the side. “Heeeiiieiehhhnnnh~...!” No longer pinned in place, that bottom-heavy bunny-mouse presses her little paw feet into the padded moss mattress of their bed, her pelvis so perversely bucking up as she squirts a stream of sweet juices towards those empty windows... this blissed-out blonde intensely cumming despite her little cunt never having even been touched. “Hnnnnhhiieiehh~...!”

At the same time, a fourth sticky rope of seed shoots through the air. A few splattering droplets come to cover Inanna’s thick thighs, but the majority of this mere fraction of Krvavy’s immense orgasm stretches across that quivering Dwarf’s soft belly, reaching through the vast valley of her cleavage. Snowy peaks are imperfectly painted onto her massive mountains, a glistening avalanche spilling down those steep, stone-grey slopes.

“Mghh~!” Inanna flinches as the fifth rope completely coats her face, strong scaled fingers finding purchase in her luxuriously long hair as she is dragged up to meet the Drakling’s rapidly approaching dick. “Gkkh~!” All further sounds that she could make are cut off and silenced, that colossal cock effortlessly forcing its way past her dark-grey lips as the sixth spurt fills her mouth.

But of course it doesn’t end there.

A pair of copper-orange eyes stare up at the Drakling... hazy and half-lidded... sticky globs of seed caught in her black eyelashes and dripping from this Dwarf’s dense brow... That lewd and needy and so wonderfully filthy gaze loses what little focus it has left as the shortstack’s head is slammed down, ridge after ridge squeezing past her lips and teeth and tongue, the seventh spurt shooting straight into Inanna’s stomach as that final hole of hers is so assertively claimed... the magic suffusing Krvavy’s cock allowing it to fit when physics would normally say otherwise.

Ecstasy and bliss alike burns through the barbarian’s body, though her very being, clawed toes curling into the mossy mattress of their expansive bed as she reluctantly pulls her hips back. A symphony of sloppy squelching sounds grace her slightly pointed ears... and that is saying nothing of the sweet songs sung by the rest of her gasping, moaning girls...

Drool coats the Drakling’s dick as it is dragged back into the cool air, ridge after ridge popping past Inanna’s lips, a truly perverse mix of lewd liquids dripping from that still rather rigid rod.

“Khh! Kghh! Nghhk!” Inanna coughs and chokes, cum spilling down her grey-skinned chin to make even more of a mess of her massive, mountainous breasts. “II lohve yhou~...” It takes some effort, but Inanna is able to hack out those words. “Mhyy Krrvaaahvee~...”

“I~...” This Dragon drops down beside her Dwarf, letting her arm drape across the coal-black hair cascading down over Inanna’s shoulders, the hand at its end landing in Adeline’s quivering lap. “Love~... youh too~...”