Going up the Rope

The climb up was long, and silent. Myria didn't know what quite to say, and Dew was still wrapping her mind around the fact she was just stuffed full of cock not to long ago. As they reached the top, they found a familiar face. "Your both back!"

Myria nodded, moving over to a rock and slumping next to it. She was a bit winded, the **** climb down and up had taken a good deal out of her. Dew reacted in a similiar way, although her shift strained as she leaned against the rock, threatening to break through. "Why are you in that?"

Dew looked down and blushed, her pussy giving a slight ache in rememberance to what she had just been doing. "Don't worry about it, her robes got ruined. Just let us rest for a bit, we'll be good before long."

She decided not to say the state she found Dew in. After all, how do you politely explain that she had found Dew panting and moaning while a cave toad was having its way with her.