No, you are done

You smile lightly as you see the two lovers reunite, putting aside thoughts of whenever or not it was right for two women to be together. Loki's hump is quite attractive, and now facing you, but you shake your head idly. You are done here. You, surprisingly, can take flight, and leaven them to explore each other.

Val is waiting for you with a jar of wine in her hands, its bulk covering a part of her torso, but little else. Every little detail in her is perfect, from the soft curves to the underlying muscles, and even all the little marks of your love making that peppers her Nordic body.

"Is it done?" she asks, pouring a cup for you. Her nipples are an engorged pink, and you imagine how she was pinching them as she imagined you, fucking the goddess of fidelity. You take the cup in one hand and her waist with the other arm.

"Of course it is done. Who is your fucking stallion?" You feel a certain amount of pride, in being chosen to breed all those gorgeous Goddesses. But she answers "Aragorn. But you can come with me too on my adventures, every now and then"

You laugh before you put her on the table. Her spread legs offer her gorgeous cunt, its light hair only enhancing its beauty. She pulls you closer to devour your mouth and tongue as you begin to slowly, steadily penetrate the guardian of fallen warriors. She must break the kiss to moan her heart out, you lay her there to fuck her deeper and deeper, harder and harder. She reaches her orgasm first, but the night was far from gone.

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You did some damn fine choices, fucked many heroines, villainesses and Goddesses, and was rewarded with a place in Asgard with the finest pussy in Heaven. It doesn't get any better than this, does it?