Go find her sister

"Maybe we should go find your sister?" You suggest after sitting for a minute or two enjoying the feel of her full breasts against your chest and the warmth of her heavy breathing as she recovers from the exertion of taking your shaft completely into her. You can feel your cock gradually losing its length and girth, but it is still firmly embeded in her when you suggest looking for her sister.

Calyce looks at you gratefully and gives you one more hug, squeezing both your chest with her arms and your still twitching cock with the muscles of her inner core. The feel of her presure around your shaft causes it to regain a little of its former glory. Part of you wants to see if she could stroke you back to full desire just by clentching and unclentching around you. As pleasant as that experiment sounds, the city will be filling with plundering gangs and you would hate to be surprised in this position. You have no doubt that you would have to fight to keep this prize, and soldiers from either army would happily kill any issolated mercenary that was unprepared to defend himself.

"Get dressed." You tell her, happy that she had a chance to take off her dress before you tore it off yourself. As it is, the dress is still torn from her first encounter and her left tit is barely covered.

As she pulls on her clothing covering her wonderful body, you start strapping your armor back onto your body. You have done this so many times that you can suit up and adjust all the straps in midnight darkness, but it is easier to complete the task in the afternoon light streaming in from the windows.

"Where will we find your sister?"