Ask for the pack.

After a few minutes of recovering, the worg finally slipped off her back, and stumbled away from her. Shaking and panting from the beast's vigorous fucking, Ashley slowly reached for the pack. “Can I have this now?” The worg placed it's paw on top of the pack, causing the sweaty half-elf to frown. “Haven't I earned it?” She asked softly.

“Perhaps, but I am not quite satiated.” The worg responded, his hardening cock dangling between his legs, as he stepped over her.

“I, oh!” Ashley gasped as the beast's large shaft bumped against her lips.

The moment her mouth opened the worg shoved his thick cock between her affable lips, and began pistoning his pole down her tight throat. Ashley choked and drooled relentlessly, as he fucked her tonsils with rabid zeal. Ashley tilted her head to try to make room for the intruder, as her huge tits bounced beneath her.

Suddenly the beast drove it's cock home, down her throat, cutting her scant precious gulps of air away. Her face turned red, as her lips continued to suffer the battering ram, and she coughed, and gagged, trying to breathe around the thick shaft. Ashley was horrified at first as the worg's knot distended her jaw, and volleys of scalding cum launched down her throat. Eyes rolling in the back of her head, she nearly blacked out, until he finally pulled back, allowing her to cough up cum and phlegm. Ashley stayed on her hands and knees for what felt like forever as she relearned how to breath. The worg simply curled up in the corner, exhausted from the vigorous sex.

Finally with a shudder, the busty red head pulled herself upright, got dressed, and grabbed the pack. Stepping out of the cave and back into the dark forest, she looked around, but didn't see Dirt anywhere. The scoundrel must have high tailed it, when the worg appeared.

With a sigh, the disheveled woman made her way back to where she had left her uncle. She found him sleeping near a small campfire. He had removed his shirt and used it as a bandage, which left his toned chest glistening in the light. Rekindling the fire, Ashley curled up and feel asleep.

The next morning her uncle was still asleep, and the fire had gone out. Rather then disturb him, she let the wounded warrior rest, while she went out and gathered fire wood. Rekindling the fire, her uncle stirred, and pushed himself upright.

Pointing to the pack, Kyle smiled softly. “Should be some jerky in the pack.”

Ashley nodded her thanks, and rifled through the pack to get them something to eat. “How are you feeling?”

“Good, you?” He smiled, though obviously he still felt his injuries.

“It's been hard, but I'm managing.” She admitted.

“I bet.” He nodded solemnly. “The pack, has a ring, bring it here.” Kyle gestured.

Taking the ring from her he put it on his finger, and it began to glow as a soft blue hue. Ashley gasped in surprise. “What was that?”

“Put it on.” Kyle smiled, handing it over.

Sliding the ring on her finger, her brow raised, as it began to glow again. “What is it doing?” She asked perplexed.

“Reacting. It glows when a person wearing it, is near someone they are related to. Your brother, for example.” Kyle glanced down, a dark cast on his face.

Ashley nodded, but then changed subjects. “I don't suppose you saw Dirt, the man I was with last night? He was suppose to help me track down Doctor White. She's been taken by bandits.”

“No, but make me a walking stick, and you and I will head south to look for her.” The veteran smiled.

With a nod, the busty beauty stood up and cast about for an appropriate stick. Finding one, she brought it over to him, and helped him up. Gathering his pack, and using the stick as a crutch, the two began to make their way south.

Two days later, during the afternoon, they came upon a small town, far more advanced than the fishing village she had visited. It was in fact, reminiscent of the town they were from, though far smaller in scale.

Suddenly a voice called out softly from nearby. “I was starting to think I wouldn't catch you.”

Turning Ashley saw the beautiful Drow Witch, leaning on an ornate staff, with gold runes, and a large sapphire clutched by the shaft's gnarled roots, near the top.