Grull isn't done yet.

The orc pulled his cock out of Cecilia, who moaned with another small shudder of pleasure as the shaft withdrew. The former paladin was breathing heavily, eyes cloudy with lust, skin glistening with sweat. Dew and Myria smiled as they watched their lover's seed drip from Cecilia's slit.

Dew bowed her head and fell to her knees.

"Grull," she said, "my love, I must confess something." Dew reached to the orc's dripping member and caressed the softening length. "When we were retrieving Lady Whitelance from the caverns, one of the cave toads... fucked me. I am so sorry."

Grull chuckled. Then he smiled. He actually smiled.

"Fear not, my sorceress," he said. "I know you are my creature now." Under Dew's light tough, his cock never made it to fully flaccid. It rebounded quickly, and was soon rigid before the elf's pouting face.

"How shall I..." Dew kissed the head of Grull's cock. "...Make it up to you?"

The orc placed his hand on the back of Dew's head, between her silver tresses, and pulled her mouth onto his cock.

"You know what pleases me," he said.

Myria begun to rub her own slit again. "Gods damn, this is so hot," she said. "Mmm... Grull, master, please fuck me again soon."

"In good time, Quickhands," he said as Dew bobbed her head on his groin. Then Dew's silver locks were joined by Cecilia's golden ones, as the fallen paladin crawled up to the elf's level. She lapped her tongue around Grull's shaft when it left Dew's lips.

"Yes..." Grull whispered, and he pulled Myria close with his free hand. He groped the duelist's tits for a moment before plunging his fingers south and began fingering Myria's cunt with hard beckoning motions. Myria gasped and moaned and kissed her orcish master.

The pair of girls on his cock switched places. Dew began to pleasure his shaft and his scrotum as Cecilia took him into her mouth. Though inexperienced, Cecilia was eager to please. Soon, surprisingly soon, his cock spasmed and filled the blonde warrior's mouth with his semen.