Clara doesn’t wait to find out

Figuring it best to get his recently acquired cart rolling again, since the danger of its former owner having gathered up some friends and set out to get it back was still very much real, Norfolk did his best to ignore Druuna and Clara, which was quite hard to do, and set off down the road.

Getting up from her position next to Norfolk, Clara climbed into the back of the wagon as Druuna stepped back to give her some space, each of the two naked women appearing to be quite tense about the whole situation.

As incensed as she had been to find that Clara had been fingered by Norfolk as the two of them watched her being whored out to the trader, Druuna was **** to admit that the thought of her blonde counterpart getting all wet and flustered from watching her fuck a complete stranger had a certain appeal to it. And she still loved the idea of having a protégé, especially one as good-looking as Clara.

For her part, Clara was having mixed emotions about Druuna, to the point where she didn’t know if what she felt for the buxom brunette standing a few feet away from her with one hand on the side of the cart to hold her upright as it rolled along was love or contempt, or possibly both. Even when she had been happy to avoid being whored out thanks to Norfolk’s intervention, Clara had had a hard time suppressing the envy which she had felt upon watching Druuna first showing herself off to the trader and then riding him hard.

Spurred on by both her arousal as a result of Norfolk’s surprisingly nimble fingers and her eagerness to assert herself against Druuna’s recurring attempts to dominate her, Clara didn’t leave the other woman any chance to reveal whether or not she had merely been teasing Clara with her talk of a mobile lesbian sex show by stepping up to her and grabbing her arm before pulling her closer and planting a forceful kiss on her lips.

Grabbing hold of Druuna’s head with both hands, Clara didn’t give the other woman any chance to escape their lip-locked position, and since the two of them were of equal height their heavy tits were mashed together. As they stood there kissing, the cart rolled round another bend and a man appeared, walking in the opposite direction. At first throwing a casual glance at the cart, the man’s eyes seemed to grow bigger and his tongue damn near came damn to his chin as he stared at the two women making out while the huge man steering the wagon was showing no signs of recognizing what was going on behind him. As the wagon went past him, the man was so fascinated by what he was seeing that he nearly ended up in the ditch which had been dug on each side of the road, most likely as some sort of way for a nearby settlement to demonstrate its power.

Once more finding herself being in a position where her attempts to dominate Clara had backfired on her, Druuna felt Clara’s hands on her shoulders as the blonde began to push her down into a seated position. Even if she had been fully committed to stop what was happening to her, Druuna doubted that she would have succeeded since Clara was a lot stronger than she was.

In any case, Druuna soon found herself pushed onto her back with Clara straddling her and thrusting her wet pussy at her face, and couldn’t think of anything else to do but to stick out her tongue and take another sample of what Clara tasted like.

A husky moan soon escaped Clara’s lips as Druuna licked her pussy and struggled not to sneeze from the way in which Clara’s light pubes were tickling her nose, the soldier closing her eyes and licking her lips as Druuna’s tongue lapped at her slit.

“You’re just a filthy slut, aren’t you?” Clara teased Druuna, not fully knowing where her willingness to exploit Druuna’s current position to badmouth her a little was coming from.

Stumped by Clara’s question, Druuna was about to say something in response, but Clara pushed her waist down to **** her to continue licking her twat just as Norfolk turned her head to see that his view of Druuna’s face was blocked by Clara’s juicy ass.

“You’ll suck any cock that’s showed in your face,” Clara said of Druuna, her teeth nearly gnashed together as she spoke, “and you’re licking me like the nasty little whore you are because you need to taste my pussy.”

Unable to respond, Druuna was spared of any further response when Clara came soon thereafter, her juices trickling into Druuna’s mouth.

Surrendering her dominant position soon after her climax had died down, Clara got up on her feet and watched as Druuna did the same, being quite surprised when it was suddenly Druuna’s turn to grab the other woman and kiss her. As if to imply that she’d better get used to the taste of pussy, Druuna made sure that Clara got to taste her own juices off of Druuna’s lips before pushing her down onto the floorboards.

Feverishly, the two women now worked together to press their clothes into a rudimentary headrest for Clara to use before she was straddled by Druuna and made to lick her dripping snatch.

Grabbing hold of the side of the cart for some extra support, Druuna accidentally threw a glance at the side of the road and noticed that a small party of travellers had made camp next to it while they repaired one of their wagons. Every member of that party had their eyes peeled on Druuna as the side of the cart just reached up to be in level with the bottom of her ribcage, leaving her awe-inspiring chest and beautiful, lust-contorted face visible for them to admire.

Egged on by the knowledge that she had an audience, Druuna listened to the wolf-whistles and cheers which rose from amongst the half-dozen men, although a few of them were silenced by Norfolk showing off one of his many firearms, and then made sure to exaggerate her lustful grimace a little and put a little extra **** into the throaty cry which now rose from the deepest depths of her stomach as Clara’s tongue flickered across her cum-drooling twat.

Sadly enough for them, the group of travellers didn’t get to see it when Druuna hit her climax a little while later, but she felt little disappointment about it as she instead cried out one last “Lick it, you slut!” to Clara before leaning back to groan and shriek her way through her intense orgasm.

Neither woman was willing to get any rest, partly because they were both now riding high on their lust and partly because they had both long since begun to view their coupling as a competition, so as soon as Clara was back on her feet she made her way to the cart’s headboard and wrapped her fingers around it before leaning forwards so that her head was right next to where Norfolk was sitting.

Coming up behind Clara, Druuna could see from the way the blonde had her legs spread that she was expecting to have her pussy licked again. But Druuna didn’t want to keep things that simple, and so instead made Clara cry out by bringing her hand down hard on her left buttock.

The scream made Norfolk jump in his seat, but he made no effort to stop what was happening as Druuna squatted down behind Clara and kissed the spot on her ass which she had just slapped.

To further soothe Clara’s pain, Druuna slipped one hand in between her thighs and caressed her sex, working her fingers all over her lust-swollen labia before planting another blow on her ass, this time going for her right buttock.

It was a pretty hard smack, but Clara didn’t try to stop Druuna from doing it again, instead leaning forwards a little bit more as her lover stood up behind her and fingered her cunt again.

“You’re dripping wet,” Druuna leaned in and whispered into Clara’s ear after having switched between spanking her and finger-fucking her pussy a few more times, “you really like having your ass smacked, don’t you?”

As much she would have wanted to, Clara couldn’t deny it, particularly not when she knew that Druuna could feel how soaked her slit was.

Meanwhile, Norfolk was in a bit of a dilemma as he sat with his pants undone and his hard cock resting in the open. As much as he wanted to pull over and fuck both Druuna and Clara silly before continuing the journey, the fact was that the three of them were now only a few hours away from his home. They ought to be pretty safe by now, since the area around the city of Haven wasn’t exactly someplace where slavers like were willing to go, not when they risked being shot on sight by just about anyone with a gun, but he’d still feel a lot better once they’d made it to the safety of his home. But then again, he’d also feel a lot better if something was done about the pressure building in his ballsack.