Nature doesn't care about dignity

Having already shed the trappings of civilization, the girls all decide to forego traditional dining etiquette and just enjoy themselves.

And enjoy themselves they do! Within minutes, the once-refined and elegant ladies, now robbed of their social mores in addition to their wealth, are engaging in a wild orgy of pleasure that would make even the bawdiest of whores blush.

Plus, it probably helps that the juice of the Jumba Root is a primary ingredient in Elf Brandy, and a very potent, inhibition-shredding intoxicant and aphrodisiac on its own.

Myla is sitting there, legs spread wide as she knocks back another Jumba Root. There's so much sweet nectar inside, that the increasingly sloshed bard can't drink it all, and soon the sticky juices are flowing down her body and puddling beneath her crotch.

The flushed lush's own love juices start to mix with those of the Jumba, creating a potent pussy cocktail whose scent fills the air.

Meanwhile, Allista has started feeding an apple to Mara by holding the fruit in her own mouth and then pressing it against the blonde's. As the fruit is consumed, the playful bites turn into passionate licks and kisses as the born-again-sluts share a sloppy make-out session.

Hilda is busily licking jam off Mara's belly, moaning like a slut as she masturbates. But that doesn't last for long once the lewd ex-knight breaks gets a whiff of Myla's mixture.

"By the gods!" She gasps as she pulls away from Mara (Allista instantly pushes the blonde down and starts grinding her sodden box against her) and looks over at Myla.

The drunk bard is mindlessly giggling as she pours more of the Jumba juice on herself while diddling her own sodden box.

"That heavenly stench!" Hilda moans as she crawls to the distracted bard, licking her lips as she sways her ass.