Roxanne pervs her way past.

“No one’s shaggin’ my man but me!” Roxanne shouts jealously, “Why don’tcha just fuck him Instead!?” she adds, pointing out the armored man in their midst to deflect attention from her Prince Charming.

“What? No!” Hershey says, shaking her gauntleted hands like she’s trying to swat a fly, “We know sir Morrison— we can’t defile him like that!”

“Yeah, ew.” The Elf joins in, despite the almost longing gaze she shoots her tall, bearded compatriot. “Hershey and I shan’t lay with a colleague!”

“You say it’s gross, but ‘ave you even looked at him sexually?” The bandit rebuffs, circling away from her blushing, half-naked boyfriend to lay hands on the male knight’s armor. “Seems rude to ignore a man jus’ cus he’s a professional, why— lets look at his pecs!”

Ripping the leather straps that kept his chest plate on, Roxanne shows off Morrison’s muscles to his hot coworkers. Hershey and Flora bite their lips at the sight of more male skin, but it gets better for the Dames when the gap-toothed brunette yanks the armor off his legs.

“Wait! I didn’t sign up for this!” The lone sir yelps as Roxanne strips him in front of his Elfin crush, her fingers sneaking inside his underwear to tease them away from his crotch.

He’s already at half-mast when Roxanne relieves him of his under armor, and the knight’s two friends marvel at his cock while he turns scarlet. Morrison isn’t nearly as well-endowed as Alder, but that sure doesn’t stop Flora from wolf-whistling when the bandit woman makes his weenie flop around.

“And sir Morrison, don’t tell me you ain’t never thought o’ screwing Hershey.” Roxanne says, snaking her way behind the brown-haired Dame, and laying hands on the belt at her waist. “I saw you peekin’ up my skirts, so wouldn’t’cha just love to see this uptight lass’s pussy?” She asks, pulling the pants on the tomboy down far enough to reveal a shock of pubic hair.

Feeling a shove push her into Morrison’s naked body, Hershey can’t hide the lust in her eyes, and steals a meaty fistful of the knight’s ass just before they begin an intense make out session. Roxanne loads the armors into a bag and stalks toward Flora; who’s standing on the sidelines with her mouth agape, and a hand creeping toward her panties.

“Oh my dear Elf… you look overwhelmed, I think you oughta join them if you can’t control yerself.”

“It’s fuck time…” Flora breathes, doffing her gear with no further prompting as she joins her coworkers in the nude.

Hershey soon had fingers in her hair, a dick inside her nether lips, and an Elf groping all over her sensitive breasts whilst her friends French-kiss above her. The brunette knight moans like the ghosts of an ancient castle as she finds herself the centerpiece of a very passionate threesome; all soldiers blissfully unawares of their money and clothing being stolen.

Candyfloss just stares on awestruck as that erotic plot goes down, only plucking his jaw off the ground when Roxanne walks back with a sackful of loot.

“That was probably the hottest thing you’ve ever done.” Alder says, giving his girl the kind of bedroom eyes you don’t usually see on sheltered, bashful men. “How am I supposed to keep my hands off of my master thief? Give me some sugar, Sugarbee…”

She’s made to endure a barrage of kisses, riding a wave of pride as her literal prince of a boyfriend talks the gap-toothed bandit up like a romantic heroine. Roxanne yanks the skirt down his legs, and the royal is too turned-on to complain, walking totally naked with Roxanne; very readily giving her the view of his oversized cock that she so often craves.

She squeezes her big bottom into Hershey’s panties, and masturbates eagerly to the sight of her man baring everything that nature gave him. With a gleeful, lusty laugh, she grabs Candyfloss by his dick and leads him down the road to the next town in his birthday suit. It’s so hot for Alder that the hung hottie starts leaking pre-cum in his girlfriend’s brawny hands, but…