The Mayor comes home... and has a special Guest with him. The Frog King will be pleased

Finally it was time. From his slaves the Frog King learned that the mayor was back in town. A few minutes ago his carriage had arrived in Goldshire and headed towards his estate. In his small cave the Frog King sat content and looked at half a dozen women in different stages of submission. While Minerva was less of a breeder to him than his favorite sex **** and necessary for the plan, these women were nothing more than breeder for a new generation of cave frogs. The women here had been all transients who had made the mistake of eating at the inn. Since they wanted to leave the village anyway, no one had noticed their sudden absence. They would help him breed a whole new breed of cave frogs! Or at least an army that would help him conquer Stormwind. While three women took care of his cock, he closed his eyes and dreamt of his future.

The mayor sighed more than satisfied when he finally got out of the carriage in front of his house. Finally he had escaped the political activity in Stormwind. This new alliance with the Horde was something new and worried many of the old nobles very much. But he didn't give a damn. The struggle between the Horde and the Alliance in recent years had taken far too much life and awakened ancient forces that had almost destroyed the world. And all these senseless supernatural actions beyond the black portal had been just as loss-making. Azeroth could only survive if this pointless quarrel was finally ended. And that's exactly why he brought along a special guest. He helped the night elfin out of the carriage and smiled.

"Welcome to Goldshire Lady Miry'tyrn Wildcrest. Welcome to Goldshire. I'm very grateful you're doing us the honor." The man smiled the tall night elfin before him.

The woman in front of him looked down at him and her glowing eyes and gentle smile deceived her over her true nature. She was one of the bodyguards of the famous tyrant Whisperwind, who just resided at Stormwind. While the high priestess in Stormwind was negotiating with the king she had allowed one of her bodyguards to go with the mayor to talk about the opinion of ordinary people. It was known that Tyrande was not a friend of the Horde, but she had been outvoted. Now she wanted to know how the common people outside Stormwind thought about these things. The night elfin before him was one of the most capable warriors in the Guard and had an extremely long life behind her. Even though she was wearing a simple elvish robe at the moment, she was probably far superior to any warrior in this village.

Even though Night Elves were said to have a great talent for the magical arts, she herself was not into magic and relied on her athletic body and dagger skills. Her mistress had ordered her in this place to look for ways to upset the population against the Horde. Tyrande hated the fact that the Alliance fought side by side with orcs and undead. Even if she herself did not agree internally with Lady Whisperwind, it was her duty to obey.

"Thank you, Mayor Banks. I look forward to meeting your wife." The warrior smiled friendly and looked at the house. It was surrounded by a big wall and should probably offer protection. In her eyes, it was more of a bigger garden fence. The whole village relied on it being so close to Stormwind and the Royal Army within reach. In front of the property stood two human guards who opened the iron gate. You seemed a little hazy on Miry'tryn. Her eyes had an unfocussed look and both were the first to stare at her bust, which was not entirely unusual for lowly people. She knew that a Night Elf Fisher body was usually unusually stimulating for humans and in some cases even enjoyed it. At home in her homeland she was only the great warrior who was allowed to protect Lady Whisperwind and hardly anyone saw the woman behind the daggers.

But there was something strange about them. It was an unattractive feeling, a hunch of danger. She looked over her shoulder again and caught the two men staring at her ass. Maybe she was wrong.

"Welcome to my estate!" smiled the mayor as he opened the door and invited her in. Even he noticed the strange smell on the estate. It smelled of sweat and musk. As if the house hadn't been ventilated for a long time. But his wife was so fixated on order. Besides, his wife was nowhere to be seen. I'm very surprised.

Even the night elf noticed the strong smell. It smelled like sweat and sex. Lots of sex. Anyway, that was the first thought that came to her mind with that smell. However, she could not say that the smell was particularly pleasant. He was too stinging and too strong.

"My wife seems to be out of the house right now. Shall we retire to the study for a while? If you wish, I'll bring us a wine." Smiled the mayor embarrassed and was sure that there was at least a better air in his study. Besides, he was sure the study would make an impression on her. He had a very large collection of books. When he opened the door his study was, as always, completely tidy and tidy. But the smell was even stronger than in the hallway. But the musk was bigger here. And slowly the mayor had gotten used to the smell and he didn't smell that bad anymore. Maybe it was his wife's new scent. Uncertainly he looked to his guest how the night elf would react to this smell.

But she didn't seem to want to complain about it. She came into the room to look around. As she slid her finger over the shelves and looked at the bindings, the mayor began to look at her figure. Although she wore a wide elven robe he could see her thick horny tits as they bulged out the robe. And then this prick! Even his beloved Minerva didn't have a body as horny as this elfin. He felt his cock get hard and shook his head in confusion. What had just come over him? He had never even thought about cheating on his wife! But however hard he tried to imagine the soft face of his wife he could only think of her tits! Would Miry'tyrn Wildcrest´s tits feel like that?

Miry'tyrn walked like elves through the small library. It was rather manageable but the selection of books was not bad. But she just couldn't really enjoy the books. She felt a horniness inside of her that she hadn't felt for ages. She had to think of the guards looking at her tits and looking after her to see her butt. She had never got involved with a person before, but at the moment she could no longer banish this thought from her mind. It was as if she had been entering the house has become constantly hornier.

While the two of them were surrounded everywhere in the house by the sperm of the Frog King, which slowly unfolded its effect, Minerva had implemented her orders. Until the early hours of the morning she had been with her master to consecrate every room with his sacred semen, so that now the whole house after him Roch. But most often he had taken them in the study. She had only come to just a few minutes ago and just in time. She had some work to do before she and her husband were allowed to see each other again. To take a bath would not have occurred to her but the instructions had been clear. She liked to smell like you smelled after hours of fucking. Dried Ficksaft should stick everywhere to her body but that was not allowed to be straight. As soon as she woke up and was informed that her husband had been returned, she had gone on her way, right after a quick bath, to come to the inn as soon as possible. Of course, she took the back entrance to avoid being seen by the guests.

When she came into the cellar she saw her master there and knelt down before him and informed him about everything. Then she opened the lacing of her dress and let the Frog King spray several loads of his sperm on her tits. The urge to blow his cock and swallow all the beautiful horny sperm was overwhelming but she could resist. If she obeyed him he would soon live in her house and she would get laid every night and finally be one of the breeders. Just the thought of belonging to these women made her horny. And yet she knew what would happen now.

She closed her dress again and felt the hot liquid sperm running down her skin, between her tits and on her belly. She had to hurry before it would dry on her skin. She noticed that some of the villagers who walked past her suddenly looked at her lustfully, but this did not irritate her.

Meanwhile, the two victims had sat down in the study and tried to talk about the Alliance's relationship with the Horde but while they were exposed to the scent of the Frog King for longer and longer both became hornier and hornier. They were leering up with lecherous looks and whenever possible their eyes wandered around, mostly on each other's bodies.

When Minerva reached the house, her guards responded exactly as they had been programmed. Immediately their tails became stiff as they saw their mistress. She smiled at them both and pointed at one of them.

"Come and get undressed as soon as we get in the house!" she said without stopping. She entered the house without knowing that her husband was not alone and as soon as the guard behind her closed the door, she began to undress. She went purposefully into the study in the expectation that her husband would wait there. When she opened the door she could see her husband sitting on the chair and a tall night elf sitting on his lap. The two kissed greedily and wildly while their husband massaged the elfin's ass. Minerva just smiled when she saw this and they didn't notice her until she was standing right next to them. Both seemed shocked for a second and her husband looked at Minerva in panic. But she just smiled and let her dress slide off her shoulders.

Her dress slipped off her shoulders and revealed her naked body. The two could now see their aroused nipples and the thick drops of a white slime flowing over her chest or sliding along her belly. While the smell in the room had been relatively fresh, it was still a few hours old. But the sperm of the Frog King seemed much more intense and stronger in liquid form. It had a particularly strong effect on the night elf. She opened her eyes and felt her cunt getting wet. Then Minerva grabbed her by the hair and cried out in pain before she was pulled against one of her tits. Minerva made sure that she rubbed the lips and nose of the elfin exactly over the thickest drops of the sperm. Unable to escape, Miry'tyrn Wildcrest tasted the sperm on her tongue and rolled her eyes with relish. After a few seconds, Minerva didn't need any more pressure as the elfin greedily started licking and sucking her tits, always looking for the thickest drops to get more of this divine slime. Meanwhile, Minerva looked at her husband.

"Come on! Let's fuck now! Come on! Taste my tits! Taste my boobs and then we'll both fuck your cock, your wife and your new elf bitch," she breathed and pushed the elfin away to sit on her husband's lap with her legs apart and bury his head between her tits.

"Be a good husband and fuck us until you can't! Fuck us both as long as we can!"

It did not take long until Minerva had freed his cock and rode on it. The elfin had knelt next to them and let Minerva pull her hair to her tits. She could now feel the tongue of her husband and the elfin slipping over her body and sucking on her nipples or trying to catch more fuck juice than the door opened again and the naked guard came in. But she wouldn't need it anymore. The master's juice had made both of them sex-addicted insatiable lovers and so it was unnecessary to make her husband with a hot ass fuck with the guard even more horny. Behind the guard, however, the Frog King hopped in and his big reptile eyes immediately fell on the elfin who licked his favourite whore there. Minerva had become uninteresting with one blow because he had always wanted to fuck an elfin.

His huge cock was already stone hard in anticipation of fucking and then he croaked.

"****. Breeder... wants an elf!" Minerva immediately understood what he meant and kissed the foreign elfin lustfully on the mouth before she turned her to the frog and moaning in her ear breathed.

"His cock has the hottest sperm I've ever tasted! He was the one who jizzed on me! Do you want more from him?"

Miry'tyrn Wildcrest stared at the giant froggy thing, but her eyes were magically attracted to the creature's huge, abnormal cock. The vapours in the room and the enjoyment of Minerva's skin had long defeated any resistance and her cunt had been screaming for minutes for a cock. And if she could now directly compare the naked man and this frog monster, there was only one answer for her.

"YAA! MORE MUCH MORE! She screamed and grabbed her own robe. With a brutal jerk she tore the expensive robe and revealed her big plump tits and her naked wet pussy.

"No matter what you are! "I want a shower from you too," she cried lustfully and twisted her hard nipples.