Myria takes a ride.

Myria, in her haze of arousal, practically pulled the toad off of Dew. Its cock slid out of the still-cumming elf, leaving behind a trail of potent semen dripping from her pulsing cunt. Myria wrapped her hand around the cock, urging the last few splashes of cum out onto Dew's ass cheeks.

"My turn," she said. "Give it here."

Myria's ministrations kept the toad's erection aloft as she pushed him back onto the ground. With a gleeful smile, the duelist flung her leg over the prone toad's hips and she lined the jutting cock up to her eager slit. She rubbed her labia lips up and down the shaft, still slick with a mixture of cum and Dew's juices. Then she shifted back and slid the toad's cock into herself. She moaned as she felt the toad fill her.

With one hand, she pressed into the toad's heaving chest to keep herself steady, and with the other she reached up and rubbed her own tits, pinching at her hard nipples to increase her pleasure as she bucked wildly up and down on the toad's shaft. Her moans began to devolve into breathy gasps in time with her bouncing. Then she fell forward onto the toad as a climax swept her body. Her cunt clenched tight around the cock inside it, and she felt the pleasure wash over her in long, crashing waves.

The toad bucked up sharply with his hips, and Myria's clenching vagina was flooded with a load of powerful cum. The feeling brought her to a second orgasm just as her first was subsiding, and her eyes rolled back as her body thrashed uncontrollably atop her inhuman lover.

Finally the toad's orgasm ceased, and Myria rolled off of him, breathing heavily. She looked over to where Dew lay, sound asleep, and she realized that sleep sounded like a really great idea. Sparks of pleasure still coursed through her, and she was dimly aware of the warm liquid filling her womb, but darkness took over as she drifted off to sleep.