New dresses for Zuleica and Zoelle.

Zuleica had but a moment to release a needy little whimper before a barrage of thick hot spunk escaped Dareios distended cumslit. The slimy ropes loudly splattered against her bountiful chest, making the two mountainous shapely globes jiggle pleasantly as they disappeared under the hot white gunk that escaped the Arakanian's throbbing monstercock.

But, as always, the blonde stud was far from finished.

More of his extra thick cum geysered from his humongous pole to splatter on the top-heavy dancer's curvaceous body. Zuleica howled as his hot, gluey jizz splattered onto her flat, trained belly! Once again her tanned flash was coloured white as it disappeared underneath a layer of cum.

The sensation of being covered in Dareios' hot, sticky jizz soon became to much for the raven haired beauty, and without a sound she spread her legs even wider as she arced her slender back. The Arakanian watched as her pink snatch fluttered softly and streamers of gelatinous juices geysered from it, yet it managed to wash none of Dareios' jizz from her body.

With a dark grunt the muscle-bound hunk **** one last barrage of spunk from his cock, and watched the thick white ropes splattering against the plump, darkened lips of Zuleica's eager little snatch while the rest of the ropes of cum smacked against her strong, broad thighs.

Satisfied that she was now wearing matching “dresses” with the rest of the girls, Zuleica managed to crawl to her feet before slowly sauntering towards Namaria and Laila, walking a bit bow-legged, before crawling onto the couch next to the other spunk covered babes.

“Hm...I swear I saw someone else appear a little while ago...” Dareios said teasingly, as he walked into the drawing room. (Making sure to paw at Namaria's upturned bubble butt as he passed.)

“You ruined my dress...” he heard Zoelle mumble as she got up from the couch, while trying to wipe his spunk from her eyes.

“Really? Looks fine to me.” he said with a smile, while observing how thick strings of his spunk slithered over the blonde's naughty pink dress.

“No, it is,” Zoelle insisted. “You have to give me a dress like Namaria, Laila and Zuleica.” she added with an impish little grin.

“Ah well, it looks like I have ****...” Dareois responded, with a weary sigh.
But Zoelle noticed the smile tugging at his lips.

“Yes, you poor thing.” Zoelle replied as sarcastically as humanly possible, before tugging her dress over her head and flashing the ****, naughty curves of her body to him once again before dropping to her haunches in front of him.

The busty blonde first licked off the wads of spunk that still clung to Dareios' massive member, making sure to moan in pleasure each time she swallowed those salty treats. When his cock was finally clean and shining with her saliva she opened her mouth wide and swallowed the first eight inches of his thick, vein-ridged dick.

Dareios couldn't help but grunt in pleasure, and reacted to Zoelle's eagerness for her new “dress” by squirting a thick rope of prejizz down her throat and into her hungry tummy. The blonde babe moaned around his girth and looked up at him with naughty, glittering eyes as she reached for his fat, cum-laden balls...

Dareios couldn't help but gasp when Zoelle slowly pushed her head forward while massaging his beefy balls, the blonde did not break eye-contact as inch after fat vein-ridged inch disappeared down her gullet, making her throat bulge obscenely. She didn't even blink when Dareios shot another load of hot, sticky prejizz in her stomach.

So naturally, it didn't take long for the Arakanian to reach another orgasm.

“One...new dress, cumming right up...” Dareios groaned while slowly pulling his cock from Zoelle's hot, tight throat.

The top-heavy blonde giggled briefly at his joke, before the sound of her laughter was drowned out by the sounds of cum smacking against her huge, gravity defying tits. So, instead of laughing, Zoelle gasped in pleasure as the hot, sticky spunk slithered between her huge, juicy tits and over her belly...and when more of Dareios' jizz smacked against her stomach and gushing snatch, she outright squealed in pleasure.

“Turn...over...” Dareios managed to say through gritted teeth after he had painted the blonde's bronzed broad thighs white.

With an impish grin and lustful eyes Zoelle did as requested and faced away from Dareios, before she went to stand on shaky hands and knees. Giving the Arakanian an eyeful of her big, sculpted bubble butt.

He reacted by releasing a short, approving, growl before another geyser of hot spunk shot from his massive member. Zoelle gasped as the white, viscid gunk loudly splattered onto her shoulder blades and slender back, and mewled in pleasure as it slowly slithered onto her meaty buttocks.

With that, Dareios was done. And he slowly staggered towards the couch before loudly sitting down, his massive cock finally going flaccid but still looking quite imposing.

In response Zoelle got to her feet too, eyeing her new “dress” with a naughty grin before giving Dareios' broad chest a soft peck.

“Ah, just like I wanted!” she purred. “Everyone back at the mansion is going to be sooo jealous.” she added with a wink.

“Glad to be of service...” Dareios said with a tired smile.

“I know you are,” Zoelle replied. “And I hate to ask more of you, but please tell Namaria and Zuleica to get ready for tonight.”

Dareios nodded in response, and the blonde bombshell smiled.

“Anyway, I really have to leave now,” she said, not bothering to keep the disappointment out of her voice. “See you tonight?”

“Definitely.” Dareios said with his broadest grin.

With those words Zoelle smiled happily and left, practically skipping.
Dareios himself got off the couch and walked onto the terrace again, trying his hardest to wake the three snoozing, busty cum-covered women on the couch.

“So, what should we do to keep ourselves busy while those two prepare themselves?” Laila asked, as she and Dareios stepped outside.

After the Arakanian had managed to wake them all up Zuleica had dragged him, Namaria and Laila towards the bathroom to get cleaned up. Seeing as all four of them had been pretty tired it didn't take as long as it normally took, but soon the women had started groping Dareios' muscular body and his cock started to rise. Not wanting to be distracted by anything, Zuleica had told both him and Laila to go into town for a while until they were ready for the party.

“Well, I still need to get my things from 'the Wall',” Dareios told Laila. “But first we should get you some more appropriate clothes, I think.”

With that he looked down at the brunette who was wearing nothing but her shoes, and stood close enough to him to wrap herself into his cloak.

“Hey, if you can walk around in the nude, then so can I,” she said, while sticking out her tongue. “Besides, what makes you think I have any appropriate clothes.” she added with a naughty glimmer in her eyes.

“Hmmm...” Dareios went as he rubbed his chin, pretending to think. “I guess we just have to go to your house and have you fit every skimpy, slutty little outfit until we find one that is the most 'decent'.”

“You read my mind...” the top-heavy brunette purred as she wiggled against him, making sure to press her huge, soft knockers against his side.

With that settled they both slowly sauntered next door. Laila made sure to flash her toned, tanned and very curvy body to any bypasser willing to look as she placed kisses all over Dareios' strong arms and chest, while he pawed at her big, juicy firm ass and had to resist grabbing her and fucking her in the streets, in plain view of everyone.

When they finally did arrive at Laila's place, she slipped out from under his cloak and simply opened the door.

“It wasn't locked?” Dareios asked.

“Did it look like there was any place I could keep a key when I arrived at Zuleica's and Namaria's place?” Laila asked drily. “Now are you going to come on? Or do I have to start putting on skimpy outfits all by myself?” she asked, before slipping inside.

It wasn't something you needed to ask the big Arakanian twice, and he quickly followed after her. As he stepped into the corridor, and closed the door behind him, he wondered just how this bombshell of a mercenary was living...