Venus is helpless to resist lizard loving

The twinge of disgust faded as quickly as it had appeared, Venus moaning as she slipped a hand around the thick shaft of her mate. Slurping audibly upon the mucusy tip, she lovingly jerked his meat as best she could, showing her appreciation for her reptilian lover. He seemed pleased by her efforts, rough scaled fingers running through her hair, petting her and showing her how much he appreciated her warm and eager mouth on his cock.

The strange taste of his prick drove her further and she continued in her lewd service. Any air of fear or despair was long gone, leaving behind only lust and a yearning she had never experienced before. A sideways glance as she laved across the tip of that slimey dick caught the sight of two of the village girls. They climbed across one another, burying their faces between their legs as the began to eat eachother out. Their lizard mates quickly joined in on the fun, slowly pushing their mucus-covered fuck poles up the girls arses, making them groan with desire into their pussies.

A familiar throbbing caught Venus' attention again and she jerked harder, faster, desperately trying to coax her mate's seed out. Closing her eyes, she opened her mouth with a moan and stuck her tongue out. Aiming the head against it, she whimpered as his thick, greasy, cum splashed out into her mouth. It had a salty, almost bitter, flavor to it, but that didn't stop her from jerking every last drop out and sucking it all down. The large lizard hissed softly, approving of her new submissive attitude.

Picking her up as though she weighed nothing, the massive beastman jumped back into the water. The potion was still working, allowing her to breath as she clutched to him for warmth and affection. It did not take long, more twisting tunnels passing by before she emerged from the water again. This room was different, smaller but possessing wait appeared to be a bedroll, dried meat, and trinkets. It occurred to her that this was where her mate lived among the tribe.

He laid her gently onto the bedroll, spreading her legs and making her cry out as he slowly penetrated her. She swooned as his lizard cock fit her like a glove, making her mewl and moan for him. Her arms hung around his neck, the mood far more intimate now than it had been in a room full of sweaty, moaning, girls and humping lizardmen. The huntress could only guess at what the purpose of the orgy had been, but the slow, inexorable, and almost ritualized thrusts of her mate now made her believe that the true mating was beginning.

He pushed inward, filling her to the brim with his exquisitely large length, and then stopped. Strong hand reached beneath her, holding her up and pressing her to him. Venus let her arms drape around his magnificent form, happy for the closeness as her body rubbed against his scaly muscles. With his other hand, he opened a small bag, retrieving a mortar and pestle, as well as a number of strange looking ingredients. While she held to him, he mixed it all together, pouring water into the bowl, making sure it all came together properly.

Her nameless lover took a drink from the bowl and then offered it to her. Not one to refuse a guest, especially one that was inside of her, Venus drank the potion. It tasted foul, but the effects were near instantaneous. All the cuts, bruises, and other sore spots that she had collected faded, healing. But besides that, a fire bloomed within her. The Shadow Hunter moaned as she entered into her heat, her body prepared for breeding. Her fields ready to be plowed and seeded, to accept new life.

He began his thrusting again, causing Venus to coo and groan, spreading her legs wide to give him access to all of her. Her lover leaned in, his thick tongue pushing into her eager mouth in a hungry and inhuman kiss. All that she could do was hold on as they mated in the damp cave, only growing more enamored with the monster as he gave her his love.