Head Towards lake

Krystal remembering Liz's words about cleanliness, forces herself to her feet with the delightful sound of cum sloshing in her stomach. Turning East, she heads into the village.

As she walks past the village she notices Several huts similar to the one she just left and one long building clustered around a deep fire pit, as well as the females Sharpclaws, in minimal attire, scurrying about doing chores. The males standing Guard or maintaining there weapons. Those not standing guard are plowing away at the closest Lizard Girl, some needing multiple at a time or one female servicing three males at once, to satisfy there needs. Krystal at the site of this Became enthralled with anticipation at what awaited her. Especially as the males ogled her bare nubile form as she walked by. They would take her on site if not for the smell of stale cum wafting from her. A very small part of her was glad they were not all grasping after her and filling every orifice. As an opportunity to clean the stale cum from her fur was very inciting, as she would never be rid of the stench if every male wanted to fuck her silly along the way. The latter ever a invasive pleasing thought in her mind.