Isabelle steals Gavin.

With an ominous groan that seemed to come straight from his fat, throbbing nuts, Gavin shot forth several strings of spunk, which were more voluminous and copious than his last shots. The first three boiling shots hit Isis in quick succession, covering both of her huge boobs and her pretty face. The impact of the shot caused Isis to slip of Emmanuella with a surprised yelp, causing the tongue of the blue blooded slut to slip from the Jahdi vixen's bunghole.

Emmanuella looked up in surprise, wondering why the firm, shapely ass of Isis had suddenly disappeared from her view point. She moaned in delight when she saw Gavin stroking his massive member with two hands, but it was the last thing she saw for a while before her vision went white. The young stud had painted the Countess' face white with just one shot of spunk, and soon her huge boobs and flat stomach got the same treatment.

Four shots of jizz left Gavin's fat churning nuts, splattering on Emmanuella's huge, perfectly shaped tits and on her flat toned stomach. But the young stud was not done yet, more strings of cum shot forth from his cumhole. Spunk splattered on her hips, and on her thighs. And when a shot of his spunk splattered on her foaming honeypot, the blue blooded vixen squealed in delight, and if the way she was quacking and thrusting her hips was any indication, then she was experiencing an orgasm.

When he was done, Gavin fell on his ass, and watched how Isis had gone to her feet. She had wiped most of the cum from her face, though globs of it still hung from her chin and jawline, one even hung from her right earlobe making it look like she was wearing an earring made from an odd viscid material. Her tits were still covered in the white goo however, and made it look like she wore a top from the glossy, gluey material. Then his eyes drifted to the Countess.

If Isis was wearing a top made of spunk, then Emmanuella was wearing a dress made of one, albeit a short and slutty one. ?You could walk over the street like that, and no one might notice that you're actually naked.? Isis mused, as she stared first at Emmanuella's cum coated form, and then stared at Gavin in awe.

Emmanuella giggled as she wiped the cum from her face, and looked at her body.

?Well...Until they notice my bare ass, or the fact that my dress seems to be melting.? She muttered, and then shot Gavin a scorching hot look. ?Still, I might just do it.? She finished, as her full lips formed a naughty smile.

?Or you could ask Hudds to cover your back.? A voice from behind Gavin offered.

Looking past Gavin's shoulder, Emmanuella saw Hudds standing there with Felicia impaled on his cock.

Emmanuella gasped a quick ?Hudds!? and ran up to him.

?You like my new dress?? She then asked him naughtily.

?Of course.? Hudds grunted as he looked the Countess over. ?Especially because it gives me quick access to your ass.? While he was talking, Gavin noticed that Isis slowly sneaked towards Emmanuella.

Emmanuella sighed contently.

?Sweetie, you always know the right thing to say...?

She then gasped in surprise when Isis pried her sculpted buttcheeks apart, and made her tongue dance over the blue blooded slut's cinnamon ring.

Before Gavin could catch more of the conversation, or watch how Isis tried to give the Countess an anal orgasm with her tongue, someone snatched his arm and pulled him to his feet. Looking to see who it was that was holding his arm, Gavin found himself looking right at Isabelle. Her white hair, previously streaked with strands of black, was now completely white thanks to the spunk stuck in it. Her steel gray eyes had a naughty gleam in them, and her plump, full lips formed a smile.

?Come with me.? Isabelle whispered, as she pulled Gavin with her, cum falling from the underside of her huge, gravity defying tits.

And Gavin followed Isabelle, her hand went from his arm, to his cock.

The Lady cooed in appreciation when she laid her hand on his thick, muscular fuckpiece, and the traced the veins that supplied his monster with blood. A groan left the young stud's throat, and precum started to drool down his bell end.

?Damn!? Isabelle exclaimed huskily. ?After the way you covered Emmanuella and Isis I thought you would need more time to recover!?

They kept walking like that, Isabelle's hand on his monstercock, while they passed through corridors and walked up staircases Gavin hadn't walked through before. Various guards and servants passed the pair, and while the men devoured the body of the one they served with their eyes, the women did so to him. A redhead with a light tan and a slim figure, but tits to rival those of Isabelle, yelped in surprise when he bombarded her with a welter of precum, and walked straight into one of the guards. But the towering ebony skinned man didn't seem to mind, and when Gavin and Isabelle past the corner they could hear the sound of the redhead's dress tearing, and the clatter of armor hitting the ground.

Isabelle chuckled when she heard the sounds of passion coming from the pair, and led Gavin up some stairs.

?I'm lucky to have servants and guards with such high libidos, but sometimes I worry that nothing will get done.? She sighed while shaking her head.

Once they reached the top of the stairs, the pair was hit by more sounds of passionate lovemaking.

Isabelle shot Gavin a naughty smile, and they followed the sounds. They finally stopped in front of a suite, which door was opened a crack. Inside were at four people, and Gavin recognized three of them: Ilina Dekova, the statuesque blonde from Khartof, and the ebony skinned beauty called Katya he had run into in the baths, the third he recognized was the blonde guardsman he saw when he, Isis and Felicia were walking towards the arena, he did not know his name.

But the scene inside was all that mattered to Gavin anyway, the blonde guardsman was sitting on a round table in the center of the room, while Ilina had her ass impaled on his cock and was bouncing up and down on it. Katya was currently screaming in bliss, as copious cunt juice squirted from her cock stuffed pussy. The man fucking her had dark hair, a neatly-trimmed beard and a slim frame. He continued to pound Katya's pussy, while the ebony skinned minx had pressed her tongue in Ilina's snatch.

Ilina moaned, and a small amount of her juices coated the dark skinned slut's face, she then turned her attention to the man fucking her. ?I want to see you stuff your cock up her ass, Maxy.? Ilina said, the hint of her Khartofian accent made the words 'cock' and 'ass' sound especially sexy to Gavin for some reason.

?Your wish is my command, my lady.? The man called Maxy muttered with a lewd grin, as he pulled his cock from Katya's sodden pussy, and pressed the crown against her cinnamon ring.

?Come on you little voyeur, let's go.? Isabelle whispered as she clasped her hand firmly, but gently, around his massive rod and pulled him along. ?I want to have this cock up my ass as soon as possible, though I hope you don't mind if I get cleaned up first.? She muttered as she spotted one of her maids.

Gavin recognized the maid as Leona, the tall auburn haired beauty he had run into twice today. Maybe Felicia was right, and she had been following him, he thought as his lips formed a smile. Leona quickly spotted him and Isabelle, and her eyes bulged out of her head as she spotted her Lady naked and dripping with cum while she held onto Gavin's muscular fuckpole.

?Leona, would you be a dear and help me get cleaned up?? Isabelle asked sweetly.

?Of course, my Lady.? Leona muttered, as she followed Isabelle and Gavin.

Finally, the three of them stood in front of a black door, with a white gryphon painted in the center of it. Isabelle opened the door, and Gavin was greeted with a well furnished dressing room. On the floor lied a Jahdi carpet, woven in intricate patterns with the colors black, white, red and gold. A divan made from black wood, a low table, and three comfortable looking chairs dominated the room. He also noticed a glass cabinet filled with bottles and carafes, as well as goblets and cups. A simple bench with a lute lying on top of it stood against the tall, glass paned windows that looked out over the Kettle. There were also several paintings, but unfortunately they were rather tame. Although one did catch his eye.

A large portrait hung above the divan depicting Lady Grifoen lying in said divan, her black and white hair piled on top of her head, held together with a silver comb and jewelled hair pins, a white lilly was tucked behind her right ear. She wore a black robe, with silver petals and flowers embroidered all over it. It hung open to show a great deal of her mouth watering tits, but not so far that it would be considered indecent, and the slits in her legs were high enough to show her long, smooth legs. Her feet had been clad in silver, high heeled, sandals with small pearls on the straps.

?You know... The real thing is right here.? Isabelle said in an amused tone of voice.

?Ah sorry.? Gavin quickly muttered, and Isabelle giggled as she walked towards another door.

Gavin entered her bedroom, and although he noticed the giant bed first his attention was quickly drawn by what hung above it. ?Yes, I thought that painting would be more to your taste.? Isabelle said, as a bolt of precum cleared the young stud's cumhole and splattered against the painting.

The painting depicted three women Gavin knew very well by now: Emannuella, Isabelle and Isis.

Isabelle sat in the center, while Emmanuella sat to her right, and Isis to her left. The three pairs of huge boobs were mashed against each other as Isabelle sucked the crown of a huge cock, while Emmanuella kissed the right side of the fat trunk, and Isis the left.

Isabelle and Leona had entered the small bathroom while Gavin had been gawking at the picture, and Isabelle indicated that he should come too, so he quickly followed after her. The floor and wall were tiled with black and white tiles respectively, a big marble fountain in the shape of a cock spewed heated water in a simple bucket that Leona was holding. And copper bathtub big enough for four or five people, and a small cabinet dominated the rest of the room.

?Would you like to take a bath, milady?? Leona asked, and as she removed the bucket Gavin noticed that the fountain stopped spewing water, was it standing on a pressure plate or was it some sort of magic?

?No, that would take to long.? Isabelle declined. ?Just wash me with some warm water and a washcloth. If you do a good job, I let you clean Gavin...? The Lady said, and Leona quickly opened a cabinet to grab a bar of soap and a washcloth.