Dew gets glazed... and then some!

Dew kneeled between Tarquin's legs where Cecelia had been just moments before. She ran her tongue up his jutting shaft, tasting their combined fluids. Tarquin groaned at the sensation.

"Do you like the idea of covering three brave adventurers with your seed, mage?" Dew asked.

"I have been alone in these caves for so long that this has been beyond my wildest dreams, my beautiful elf," Tarquin moaned as Dew placed his shaft in her cleavage.

"Mmm, I bet," Dew said as she began to titfuck him. "Why don't you come back with us?"

"Ooh, yeah," Myria said from the side. "We'd fuck so much, it would be so much fun!"

"Alas, I cannot," Tarquin said, voice strained as his pleasure grew between Dew's bouncing tits. The elf bobbed her head down to suckle at the tip of his cock when it emerged from her ample cleavage. "Oh gods..." Tarquin moaned.

"Why not, Tarquin?" Cecelia asked.

"My research here is very important," he said. "I... I..." His climax was approaching quickly, it was clear. "If I leave, I won't be able... Oh gods... Ohhh..."

He gave in to the pleasure of Dew's impressive bust. Dew muttered another quick spell just as his cock exploded in her cleavage, splattering her chest with a coating of hot sperm. Thanks to his and Dew's combined spells, his orgasm stretched on and on, coating Dew's neck, shoulders, tits, face...

"He's become a fountain!" Cecilia gasped. Myria wasted no time joining Dew in kneeling beside the cumming mage, opening her mouth wide to receive a fresh blast of semen. Cecilia joined shortly thereafter. The three women reveled in the shower of spunk that lasted nearly forever.

When he was finally done, the three adventurers were drenched in his seed. His cum matted their hair and ran down their faces. They swallowed what they could, and let even more run freely down their chests.

"Dew," Myria said, laughing at the sight of her cum-splattered friends, "You're going to need to tell me why you know that spell!"

"What... did you mean, wizard?" Cecilia asked, but fatigue was plain to hear in her voice. "What is your research about?"

"Simple," Tarquin said, struggling to stay awake himself as the three women also began to drift towards unconsciousness. "I am here to research ways to..."