Elizabeth seeing your shocked pause at Harod's returning erection, quickly seizes the opportunity, that opportunity being your hair. She quickly grabs the roots of your hair with her right hand, controlling your head directly, and at the same time manages to grasp both your hands and folds them behind your back.
"Well, well, well, I thought you half-breeds were supposed to be quicker on your feet? Don't tell me you're losing your edge, Commander." Elizabeth whispers in your hear from your side
Your protest dies unspoken in your throat as she pulls you in for another deep kiss, before promptly forcing your head into a nearby pillow.
"You had better bite that pillow, or the camp might start to get curious, eh commander?" She says, holding you firmly in place
A you feel a deep blush spread from your face to your chest as you feel your nether regions being ogled by three pairs of eyes. Your face down, ass up position doesn't leave anything to imagination, and Illag's earlier ass play has left your well-lubed pucker winking at the occupants of the tent, furthering your humiliation and exposure.
"Well with an invitation like that, how could we refuse?" Harod says with a smirk, as he begins to align his hips with yours as he further lubricates his staff. Meanwhile Illag has walked up to Elizabeth's kneeling form, his massive cock throbbing in anticipation.
Elizabeth obliges with her mouth, seeing as her hands are full with you. Slowly licking up and down his cock, she leaves no spot untouched, lavishing her full attention to Illag's rod as she holds you in place.
"Now Talira, shall I begin?" Harod asks you, now stroking his lubed cock
You bite your lower lip, as you look back and nod your assent.
Without pause, he begins slowly stroking the head of his cock up and down your slit. You whimper as he reaches your clit and starts rubbing it with the tip of his cock. He is effectively coating the tip of his manhood with your girlcum, preparing himself. He pulls back, leaving you quivering in anticipation...
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