Was that an hour? Five?

You don't even know how much time has passed. The knight and his two proteges moved on long ago. The barbarian hasn't stopped plowing your pussy yet--though she has released semen more times than you could count. After the second one you were so far-gone with lust that you started screaming for more. She readily obliged, spinning you in several different directions as she looked for the best angle to thrust into you. Your face in the dirt, plowing you from behind was amazing; you think she sent you into a rolling climax that lasted three minutes with that one. When she picked you up by the backs of your knees and started ramming into you from below like you were her pocket pussy, you climaxed so hard your squirt killed a goblin that had wandered close to watch the show. And when she'd laid down and put you on top, reverse cowgirl, then started bouncing rapidly you blacked out.

Now you were conscious again, but your mind was mush. All you could think about was that amazing rod ramming into you over and over and over and over. You wanted nothing else. If you could live the rest of your life on this wonderful cock, you would be the happiest demon in the world.

With a roar the barbarian climaxed once more, filling your insides so full your belly began to swell. It didn't matter; she would smash it all out again to make room for more.

Except this time she didn't. She pulled back, and kept pulling, until finally she fell free with a loud *pop*.

You drop to the ground, your limbs nothing more than limp noodles, and land face-first in the massive pool of cum and pussy juice that had accumulated beneath you. White spunk begins oozing out from your pussy to join it, the orifice gaping wide as though it was begging to be filled again.

"Holy Vienna that was amazing," the barbarian breathes. You try to look back at her, but you're far too weak to move even your head. You can vaguely hear the sound of her rustling around for her 'armor.' "Well, slut, if you're still around here next time I come through I'm going to have to look you up. Don't go dying on me before then." She walks off, laughing.

Leaving you lying in a pool of sexual fluids, unable to move even a finger.

You really hate adventurers.