No need

"Hmm, I knew I couldn't expect my dear sister to protect my location... you could at least have pretended it was a little harder" The enchantress appeared in a flash of light, her hourglass body barely concealed by her revealing green attire.

You are momentarily taken back by her beauty. While few of the heroine and goddess you have met could be considered anything close to prudes, the Enchantress exhaled sensuality from every curve of her sinuous body. Her breasts were barely contained by her uniform, and each breath she took defied nature, by denying them their rightful freedom. You didn't dare take your eyes any longer, lest her very sight make you cum in Lorelei's mouth.

"Pray, don't stop on my account... it is petty, but my kin can be egoistical and self centered, and I deride some satisfaction from her humiliation. Repeated humiliation, as is the present case" You feel the redhead goddess struggle beneath your guiding hand, her lashing tongue trying to curse back at her sister. It feels so good, but you relent and let her dislodge your cock from her throat. "Amora! How dare you..."

"Silence, wench! You finally found a good use for that poisonous tongue of yours" the enchantress wave a quick spell, and Lorelei is guided again to your cock. Damn, it feels good, and you groan loudly.

"Our gratitude for sparing us the chase, Enchantress." The Valkyrie was still naked, her beautiful skin marked by man and woman nails, and she looked nothing short of magnificent with her long blonde braid and mystical sword. "Asgard needs your service too... and please, do need persuasion"

"I don't... I know when I am bested, Brunhilde of the Valkyor." Surprisingly, Amora falls to her knees before the deadly shape of Valkyrie, baring her neck if the heroine wished to get her vengeance. "And I also know the price my resistance would cost Asgard."

You swear you can feel Lorelei snicker, but she never stops her magically compelled blowjob. If anything, it feels great. You meet her defiant eyes, taking the red locks that cover them. You sense that the geas will only end with your cum, and you are determined to keep it from her for a very long time.

You are surprised to see Dragonfang pointed to Amora's throat when you raise your eyes again. Val didn't buy the surrender so easily, and says "This mortal isn't a pawn to your schemes, Amora... and neither am I. Not again, never again"

The softness in Amora's voice sounded genuine though. "You were the one that betrayed me first, Brunhilde. I never backed from my word, a life full of adventure and excitement. It was you who betrayed me, desired more, desired to leave me"

"Aye... And never a moment too soon, wretched villain." Brunhilde was going to say more, but Amora actually silenced her with a finger over her lustful lips. "I meant not to wage war, my old companion. I know not what madness befell you, but I see one chance and one chance only of living things as they were, even if for only one night. I am here, I am yours. Dazzle me."

The enchantress throw herself at Val's arms, and despite all the angry words, the two are suddenly mashing their lips with all the passion of old lovers, hands exploring for the minuscule changes their bodies never had. You are jealous for a moment, but Lorelei's cocksucking doesn't let you dwell on darker thoughts.

The enchantress green attire is almost torn out, you are well acquainted with the fury your lover can have in the throes of passion. Val grabs Amora's hair in a show of strength and command, and for a moment the seductress appears the servant in their game. Amora's skin is pure, pristine, a creamy white that would desperately need to avoid the sun if it belonged to a mortal.

Your gal is rough. Amora's boobs are squeezed by her strong hands, and the red marks left in her Asgardian skins are more than love marks. Amora's moans are subtle, almost subdued, and a slightly more pronounced whenever the aggression is rougher. You see your shieldmaiden get behind the magician, and bend her over the yacht's edge. Amora's ass form a perfect heart, to be parted only by Val's hand, it goes from her tights to the crack of Amora's ass, not stopping at either role. Amora shivers in anticipation. Pleasure, pain? the repeated move could offer either, but grants neither.

"You have grown crueler" Amora eventually says, her pussy almost blossoming each time Val's hand brushes over the folds of her love entrance. Valkyre smacks her hard, leaving her handprint in Amora's ass. "Silence, wench". She laughs in delight, which earns her two more slaps.

You see glittering against the setting sun the proof of Amora's ripeness in Brunhilde's hand. The next move she dont just glance over, but penetrates the magician Goddess. With two fingers. She begins to finger her harder, soaping her hand with the leak from Amora's cunt.

You can't say when she added her thumb to the Enchantress ass, it was simply there when you noticed it. Your moment distraction was caused by the sudden gush from your cock down Lorelei's throat, the cocksucker's reward after her masterful work. She gags at how much she is **** to swallow, and spits some of your cum on the floor.

"What a tramp" Lorelei says when she sees the two blondes, Amora was moaning like a whore, and Brunhilde seemed equally entranced with the vengeance/lovemaking. "... what is your sister planning?" you ask, knowing that the jealousy between sisters would definitely betray any ploys she might have.

"... I don't see the globe of souls. i don't recognize any enchantments. I don't smell any elixirs either. I don't know" Lorelei shrugs, haughty despite her disheveled appearance and cum droll. A moment later she recognizes what you just did. "I am not helping you anymore, mortal. I will yield you your harvest, but after that whenever we see each other is as enemies" and with that she vanishes with a teleporting spell.

You regret your interlude with Lorelei a moment later. Valkyrie's fingers are no longer working Amora's pussy, instead she has three fingers prying open the Enchantress ass. The moans she is getting are more violent too, cries and pleas of long forgotten activities. Your cock grows hard with the sight, and the Valkyrie finally calls you over.

"This is far more than you deserve, witch... far, far more" You hear the words, but they arent full of anger or spite... it sounded more like theatrics, part of an old forlorn routine of these strange lovers. You watch Amora's heart shaped ass again, her pussy is aflame and her asshole still has the shapes of Val's fingers.