Fira's pinch

While the rear was busy handling their own trouble, Fira's own situation was far from rosy.

While the ambush hadn't downed the beauty, she had a babooch stuck like a koala on her back, his hands fiddling with her breastplate in an attempt to undo the straps locking it in place so it'd drop, whereas another was clinging to the flat side of her halberd and another one pulled the other end of the weapon.

One babooch had been slashed in two, whereas the other was getting back up after an aimed kick.

Her situation was obviously not a good one.
Sure, a monkey was killed and another downed, but the others... they were trying to strip and disarm her. The ones on her weapon were especially hindering her, and it wouldn't be strange for her to be overpowered should another monkey come along.

Albeit greatly obstructed by the other two, she was playing tug of war with the monkey pulling her weapon and when she finally made up her resolution to kick him away... she felt her leg held back. There was something in between her legs!

Looking down with panic, she found out a babooch hidden under her tabard!
The one she previously kicked away was now back. He sneaked under her legs from behind, and was now clinging to her legs to stop her from kicking the others!
He had practically wrapped his arms around her tights, hugging them and hindering the girl from easily moving around, and his nefarious intents didn't seem to stop at just that.

In fact she could hear it giggle, mumbling in broken human language something about aromas and pussy... not something reassuring, considering he had his head right under her groin.

The foreboding proved itself true.

She could barely hold back a squeak when she felt something soft and wet push against her slit.
The babooch had obviously raised his head and, with the long anteater-like face of his, it was a cinch for his lips to reach her lower ones and give them a kiss.

Fira could feel it prod at her flower, smooching and sucking, and while her leggings at least gave her the relief that she wouldn't be feeling it directly against her skin... to have a monkey smooch up her most precious and delicate spot, it was an humiliation nonetheless. And she couldn't even do anything about it, her hands busy holding her weapon least it was snatched!

Could this get any worse?
Indeed it could. Fira's relief were her leggings... and yet it seemed like their fabric wasn't going to hold on, not when the monkey's strong teeth quickly shredded through it and tore open an hole large enough to leave her groin defenceless against the incoming ****.

The knight immediately felt something had gone wrong when she felt the fresh breeze caress her flower, and her chagrin couldn't be described once she indeed felt what she dreaded, namely a pair of subhuman lips smooch her own lower ones.
She gasped aloud and practically got goosebumps, and yet there was nothing she could do as the monkey freely helped himself to her pussy.

The babooch was treating her slit like a lover he met after a long time, alternating quick repetitive small smooches to long passionate kisses, plastering his lips against hers and suckling... he still hadn't gotten his tongue involved, but it was clear it wouldn't take long before he got to the next step and indeed, suddenly the beauty felt something zap deep into her flower.

Babooch tongue's properties were all '****'.
Extremely long. Extremely narrow. Extremely flexible.
The monkey plastered and flexed his lips against Fira's lower ones, practically splaying her slit wide, then his tongue shot up like a missile and intruded into her twat.

The sudden stimulation almost made her let go of her weapon, barely holding on as she felt his tongue go wild in her pussy.
It slipped back and forth, left and right, up and down, twirl like a spring and even poke through her cervix.
There was no place left untouched, from her G-spot to every inch of her uterus, even trying to poke into her fallopian tubes...