Victory celebration

We dragged Clayton inside the tent. Tank pinned her to the ground.

"Spread her legs," I said.

Tank and Glaze pulled Clayton's legs apart.

I threw off what remained of my clothes and got on top of Clayton. I had a nice view of Clayton's tits.

"What're you doing?!" Clayton cried.

I aligned my dick with her pussy and pushed inside.

I put my hands on her hips to thrust even harder. When I finally came, she screamed.

Her head fell back and her spine arched. Tarzan came into the tent.

Ever since I met this naked girl, I just want to fuck her. I wanted to see her moan and shout in pleasure because of the things I did to her.

I pulled out of Clayton and kissed Tarzan. On Tarzan's end, the kiss was feral, more enthusiasm than practice and it showed. I rubbed her clit with my thumb.

But it was still perfect. I felt her crotch starting to become wet as I pushed my dick against her pussy lips.

Tarzan pushed her whole body against my dick.

It was tight. Tarzan broke free of the kiss and moaned in delight. The moist inside lubricated me with each passing moment, making the way forward easier and easier.

Each movement made my dick glide along the sensitive folds of Tarzan's pussy, each one of her cries made me want to keep going.

Each thrust made her moan louder, her breasts quivering with each breath.

Tarzan's cries became shorter. Louder. More desperate. I kept thrusting. I saw Tarzan's body shake. Each of the thrusts made her shake. Each moment made her quiver. Each jolt of pleasure made her spasm. Her pussy was so tight.

Her pussy convulsed around my dick. I keep thrusting. I kept going, I sent her even more pleasure, pleasure she couldn't handle right now. I kept thrusting, faster than before.

Then I came. Spurts of semen splattered inside Tarzan.

Jane approached me and pushed me onto my back. She got on top of me and put her tongue inside of my mouth.

After a few seconds of me playing with her boobs, we rolled over so Jane was lying on her back.

Jane was now licking the tip of my cock. Once it was wet and clean, she put her lips on top of it and let it enter her mouth.

A good part of my member was now inside of her mouth and I could feel her tongue playing with it.

She impaled herself on my cock.

"Oh god, yes," Jane panted, "Deeper, come on."

I obliged happily.

"You like this?" I asked.

"I-" her words were interpreted by a gasp, "I love it!" Her body momentally collapsed before springing her back up, the pleasure making her body spasm, "Keep fucking going!"

I was planning on that. It was so easy to push in and out, my whole cock lubricated but the tightness remained.

I was feeling the exhaustions of the day, my lungs were burning, my muscles on fire. Jane probably felt the same way.

It was close. The blissful moment.

Jane shouted, mouth wide open, "Oh fuck," it echoed through the tent, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, yes, keep going, just a bit more."

One more thrust and she was sent over the edge.

I felt it as well, I could not hold back any longer, it was the last bit and then I came as well. My orgasm sent a full load down her pussy.

Our bodies collapsed as the orgasm subsided. I barely managed to land next to her instead of on her when I pulled out.

I looked at Glaze and Tank. Were Glaze and Tank my friends?

We had traveled together for more than a week now. After everything, all these battles, saving each other's lives, basically living together... Were they my friends? Were they more than just a means of finding Duncan and Dawn?

They had to be, right?

"Glaze? Tank?" I called out, "Sorry about what I said. I'm sorry for being a jerk, earlier. I just... You are my friends, too."

Tank smiled, "That's just fine, Felix! We're all buddies!"

Glaze, though, looked taken aback. She was silent for a moment, before opening her mouth and speaking even as her voice trailed off, "And I'm sorry too, Felix..."

She looked as if she was going to say something else, but quickly stopped talking.

"Yeah. All for one, huh?" Tank asked.

"So what happens to Clayton?" I asked.

"She doesn't seem to have reverted to her human form but otherwise, her powers are gone. We'll send her back to England where she'll either go to prison or be put in a freak show," Jane said.

Glaze's radio went off and I heard the flying cricket's voice.

"Are you there. I've got the Great Fox back under control," he said.

"I saw the ship start to upright before I landed in that treehouse," I said.

"I can send some Arwings down," the cricket said.

"I get to pilot an Arwing?" I asked.

"No, I can remote control them from here," the cricket said.

We got in the Arwings and were returned to the Great Fox. After getting changed into a spare set of clothes, I went over to the controls.

"I wanna be pilot!" I said.

"Hey, stop it!" Glaze said.

"Oh, come on! I'm the chosen one," I said.

"I don't care who you are! No!" Glaze said.

"Here we go again..." Tank said.