Chapter 6 - Sivir and Miss Fortune - That One Fucking Night

Contains: An entire assload. I kept track while I was writing, but a big chunk of my writing (including that note) got eaten by Microsoft Word. So, read it for yourself and find out!

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When Sivir woke up, she was lying on a hardwood floor. The room was roughly cubic, with white paint along the walls and ceiling. The floorboards were red, simulating a plush carpet, but without the cost. Along one wall sat a queen-sized bed, made of brass, with grimy-looking sheets that must once have been white, but were now curiously off-white. The pirate bitch had taken a lot of women to this room…

Miss Fortune was standing over her face, her fat cock hanging out plainly, semi-erect and pointed straight at her. Her head was already glistening-wet with pre, its color a needy purple. Her spandex leggings had disappeared. By the way she grinned, it looked like her liver had done double-time cleaning her system of drink.

"I gave up on panties a long time ago," the red-haired vixen whispered. "I wasted more time just taking them off."

Sivir laughed drunkenly. "Are you kidding? Do you know how eashy it is to just shake a loincloth out of the way and you can start drilling shum hole? Sometimes the old way is the besht way."

She ignored the comment, tapping her chin. "I think I wanna fuck your mouth firsht," she said simply.

"Shure thing, lady. I don't get enough semen in my diet, cosh I'm usually the top… err,"

Miss Fortune didn't respond, instead bending her legs and letting her cock dangle an inch above her conquest's lips. "You aren't gonna bite, are you?" she said.

"Nnn-nnn," said Sivir, already feeling the effects of the dominating futa's musk.

Without another word, she jammed it in, sighing lustily. Sivir gurgled as she felt her mouth fill up with meat, coughing as it slid further and further. She got up on her elbows to make it easier on the pirate queen. She felt her huge dick push down on her jaw, forcing it open. She licked its underside lustily, already drinking Fortune's dribbling pre. She got into sitting position and started to grope herself.

Sarah moaned as she force-fed her rival inch after inch of thick schlong. The sandy whore was completely open to her, not giving the slightest resistance. Her mouth even made those slutty schlicking noises that turned her on so strongly. She felt her orgasm approach rapidly. Sivir's hands found their way to her ass and started kneading it greedily, exposing her puffy lips and tight sphincter. She parted her ruby lips with a noiseless gasp.

She started to pump into her rapidly, coating Sivir's insides with her pre just as surely as the woman coated her dick in saliva. Sivir's pinky finger poked gently into her anus as she violently abused her asscheeks, squashing them and wiggling them around. With a mighty sigh, a great show of her release, Sarah came. She grabbed Sivir around the back of her silky black hair, and pushed herself farther into that hot wet mouth. Her cock throbbed powerfully with each blast of sweet semen, her ass twitching with each heartbeat.

Sarah slowly dragged herself out of the dripping cave, groaning with the frustration of leaving that cozy warmth. Her cock flopped down, slapping against her legs even as long strings of cum connected her to that mouth. Sivir wiped off her lips with the back of her hand, staring at it for a moment before licking it off slowly. Mmmmm. Sarah was watching the entire time. She sat down on the bed with a contentedly dizzy expression on her face, her still-drooling cock already starting to make a messy cum-pool on the floor as it dangled over. "Gods that felt nice. You took it so easily, it's like you practice…"

Sivir got up on her hands and knees. "What? You've never deepthroated yourself? Best feeling in the world. You're missing out," she said huskily.

"My cum is for sharing, idiot," she said as she preened her gorgeous crimson hair. "If you want to water the desert with yours, then that's your choice… But I can see how you'd have a harder time finding a hole to plug, way out there in the sand dunes. You ride your horse much?"

Sivir shook her head and groaned. The conversation, the insults, made her feel more awake. She didn't feel as incredibly drunk now, quickly regaining mental control. She took her feet and her eyes jolted open: The horror of what she had done hit her like a brick. She had let another woman cum first. Unbelievable!

Sarah yawned, and her her mouth was immediately stuffed with a giant cockhead. Her eyes flew open angrily and she made a growling noise, biting down a little in warning. Sivir jerked her cock away and rubbed the tiny pink marks. Fortune spat.

"Yaaah! What are you doing?"

"You got your fuckin' sperm in my stomach," said the battle mistress simply. "I'm repaying the debt."

"Kuh! But… But I..!" Fortune said, confused, her head still swimming with orgasm.

"Then tell yourself that you don't want this," smirked Sivir, hefting her giant prick, showing Fortune how she could barely wrap her entire hand around its girth.

"I, um… Mmmmmmh," the pirate tried, but couldn't bring herself to it. She smelled it, and it smelled delicious. "I guess fair is fair…" she mumbled, trying to conceal her arousal.

Sivir didn't wait, she jammed herself back in immediately. Sarah made loud gulk¬ sounds as her mushroomed head pushed past her mouth and into her esophagus. Oh Gods, it's so long- It just keeps coming! After a few seconds, she realized she was choking, and took a deep breath through her nose.

Big mistake. The heady aroma of pent-up lust had soaked into Sivir's skin. Years of riding on the backs of animals, unable to put her cock somewhere where it wouldn't be rubbing against something; slowly but surely bringing her to orgasm again and again; and, eventually, tired of cleaning up after herself in the saddle, allowing the liquid cum to sit and fester on her shaft until it had left a permanent stain of the scent of sex.

This husky bath was what Sarah inhaled. Her eyes nearly crossed as she felt her pussy gush onto the bed, her entire body filling with need. She continued to breathe, filling her lungs with the mind-fogging sex-perfume, and allowed her throat to relax. Sivir yelled in excitement as she hilted, pressing her hairless crotch into her conquest's face as her entire nine inches were bathed in warm saliva. She started to rut, grabbing onto Sarah's cheeks to keep her steady in the face of the rapid fucking. Both of them moaned, and Sarah couldn't stop herself from pressing a finger up against her dripping cooch. It felt sooo goood…

Sivir's speed was limited by Fortune's tight throat. Her lips made wet schl-schlck sounds as her veiny prick rubbed up against them, coating it in juices that made it shine. Sarah's own meat bounced up and down, rubbing against Sivir's leg in a futile effort to copulate. However, it did leave a somewhat telling white sheen across her thigh.

Fortune slipped another finger inside her just as she thought that it would last forever, when Sivir purred and unleashed her orgasm. Wave after wave of steamy baby-batter pumped out of her shaft. Caught by surprise, Sarah felt the rushing cum press up against her lips, trying to keep a tight seal. With each spurt she felt her mouth fill up more and more, and she could only swallow so much of it. Aaahhh... Her cum is like her dick, it just keeps coming! She spluttered as Sivir cruelly grabbed her un-tended cockhead, the sensation making her lose focus. White cream was sent flying out of her mouth and nose in thick ropes, indicating total system backup. Sivir laughed heartily, voice layered with lust, as she saw her cum dumpster unable to deal with her first load.

Sarah flopped back onto the bed, coughing, white cream bubbling up from her insides. It billowed out of her mouth, gurgling with the unpleasant sensation of vomiting. Aaaahh, holy shit… It tastes just as good the second time… Wh… Mmm… she had a kinky thought.

She sat up and pressed her hand against her mouth, gulping audibly as she forced the tasty beverage down into her stomach. She looked at Sivir through heavily lidded eyes, licking her lips before dropping to all fours on the bed, crawling in a circle, arching her back like a cat, and finally beginning to slurp it back up.

Sivir looked on with intense fascination, her face set into a goofy grin as she rubbed her dick back into hardness so that she wouldn't miss the show. "Holy fuck, you're such a dirty little skank! Why didn't you tell me about this?"

Sarah licked her lips clean, swallowing her new load. "What can I say? You taste better than the ocean's salty spray. Anyways, you licked mine up, too."

"Mmmh, all right. We're even."

"And," said Fortune, tapping her own mouth, "We were even in the drinking contest, too. What else can we do?"

Sivir flounced down on the bed, her big cock bobbing. She put her hand to her chin and considered it. The answer was almost immediate. "Hmmm… How about if we just fuck each other's dicks?"

"What?"

"You know, we each stick our dicks into some sex toy and jackhammer until one of us blows."

"But what would that prove? Neither of us would be fucking the other. We'd be equals."

"You really are stupid. We'd both be fucking the other. We'd only be even if we came at the same time!"

Sarah squinted her eyes. It made sense, and it sounded hot. It wasn't a bad idea. "Loser cums first?"

"Of course, ditz…" She paused, then sighed. "Anyway, we can't do this without a toy."

Fortune smiled wickedly and rummaged around under the bed for a moment before producing a huge pussy-pink cylinder with a hole in one end. Sivir scrunched up her nose. "What on the green earth...?"

"Don't worry, I wash it- Can't have anyone saying they got sick off of a lay with M-F. I keep it around for my partners to cum into while I'm railing their holes. I never expected I'd be taking a turn with it."

"M-F, haha!" Sivir laughed. "You know they call you Mother Fucker, right?"

"Sure, but I only got the idea after I heard the name." She winked.

Not wanting to know whether that was true or not, Sivir grabbed the artificial vagina and peered into it. It was about four inches wide, with a three inch hole in the center. It was definitely a foot long. "I use it for my larger clients, you see," explained Fortune. "It just so happens that it'll also fit two girls of our size." Sivir kept looking. The walls were covered in tiny cilia, like ten million little pink tongues all reaching out for her. It was a friendly, soft rubber. Even its color turned her on. She put her lips out in a satisfied moue, "All right, fuck it. Literally," she joked, her gritty voice destroying any hope of humor.

The two horny bombshells stood thigh-to-thigh, each of their 9-inch dicks arcing out into the air. Sivir held the toy out before her dick, pausing for a moment before sliding it onto her glans with a surprised gasp of pleasure.

"H-h-h, Holy shit, that feels good."

"Does it? Let me try too."

Fortune grabbed the vagina and bent it slightly, aligning her own cock with the hole before plunging in lustily. Her cockhead was slick with pre-cum, and jammed in beside Sivir's easily. She moaned, long and loud, as her urethra rubbed against Sivir's entire shaft. She shuddered with the intense, drippy sensation.

Sivir still had her hand on the toy. She jerked it towards them a few inches, and the hole gaped slightly as it tried to accommodate both pulsing cocks, eliciting small noises from each of the futanari. She pulled it back farther, as far as it would go, about six inches in before it really started to squeeze their dicks together. She licked her lips and started pumping in earnest, neither woman able to control their breathy moans as the single toy tried to slurp them both at once.

Sarah shakily reached out and grabbed hold of the toy just below Sivir's hand. The battle mistress didn't stop pumping, but looked at her, questioning.

"What are you doing?"

"It's not fair unless we jerk off together."

"Mmmhh…" was her only response, her eyes screwing shut with the increased tightness. She felt her precum really begin to flow, lubing up her meaty dick as it rubbed erotically up against Fortune's own drooling shaft. The sensation was indescribable.

"This is b-better than I would have expected!"

"Ahh, I've never felt anything like this…"

Before long they were immersed in a sea of sticky, clear pre, both women working their throbbing pricks with the pink, skin-like cylinder. Sarah slowly turned her head, gazing deep into Sivir's blue pools through her own lidded eyes. "Mhhhh…" she moaned, licking her lips sensuously.

Sivir melded their swollen lips together without a second thought, briefly groping MF's fat breast with her free hand. They opened their mouths wide as they tried to press their faces together harder, their wet tongues slithering out. They pressed into each other, each one moaning as she tasted her own cum on the other girl's breath. Their tongues entwined as they both fought to be the dominant force in the kiss, each tongue trying to crush the other flat in a slimy wrestling match.

They say the second orgasm is the easiest. The body doesn't have to work to get into the sex-state, and it's not yet fatigued from the exertion. Thus it took only another minute of furious masturbation before both girls came to orgasm once more.

"AHHHHHH!" Sivir called down Fortune's throat, pulling the abused toy as far on as it would go, messily dumping her load into the underprepared toy. "Ahhh, God-" Fortune moaned simultaneously, allowing herself another release. The artificial vulva bulged for a moment before spitting out thick streams of cum, each girl's shaft immediately drenched in their mixed fluids' backwash.

Fortune squeaked, and they finally broke the lip-smacking kiss with a loud "Mwaaaah," multiple strings of spit and semen stretched between their lips before finally breaking and adding to the growing puddle on the ground.

They collapsed onto the bed together, beside each other but apart. Fortune laid her palm on her forehead. "I had no idea this toy was so good… It's almost like the real thing…"

Sivir rubbed her tight stomach erotically. "My dick feels like… more…"

"Me first… I'm paying for the room," said Fortune, her voice dripping with syrup.

"No way," Sivir panted. "You'll come second, mark my words…"

"Thought the point was to cum together?"

"We took turns on the oral…?"

"I wanna ride you like a bareback camel, sand-bitch."

"I wanna stuff you like wadding in a cannon, pirate whore."

"NNNH!"

"RRRRRGH!"

Their bodies pressed together in a sticky mess, and they entered into another lusty make-out session, their lips melding into one slippery line, tongues lolling out and drinking deeply. The aroma of sperm was still thick in each of their mouths. They fought again, each one enraged by the other. They moaned down each other's throats, each trying to make the other jealous, wet tongues pressing into each other in a warm sticky dance that only served to whip up more saliva.

Their busts squashed out, Fortune's tits still a shiny yellow from the beer. Their stomachs pressed together, dicks kissing each other. Sivir shoved her leg between Fortune's thighs, locking the girls together, her free hand even now jammed knuckle-deep in the stunning pirate. She moaned and started to retaliate, moving her leg up, her fingers dipping immediately into her dripping honeypot, her erect tool throbbing as her determined tongue licked deeper.

It was difficult to tell what was going where, with fingers shakily playing away in sopping pussies, the motion shaking a pair of engorged dicks, nipples already grinding into each other, slimy tongues entwined. It seemed more like a wriggling mass of tight, womanly flesh than proper sex. Fluids dripped from every orifice, the women's natural lubricant soaking the sheets and wafting up that unmistakable stench of sex. The bed creaked gently under the stress of their confused fucking.

They each got closer and closer, their woman-parts relatively unused up to now. It was almost like warming up for a second time, the endorphins already present from their hard dicks now joined by a fresh wave of lust coming from their twats- Raising them both to new peaks of sexual arousal (and frustration). It simply was not done to have sexual equals- One must rise, and one must fall- But neither stubborn woman was ready to allow the other victory. They hated each other too much to ever give up. All of their pent-up rate flowed out through their fingers, viciously teasing each other's clits and labias, swirling them and dipping inside with reckless ferocity.

Their mouths disengaged with a wet slurp as they threw their heads back again, their cunt-lips vibrating rapidly, clenching and unclenching around their questing fingers. The orgasms were big, very big, neither woman at all used to being penetrated. Sivir groaned and Sarah squealed, their breasts finally coming apart as they flopped back on their sides, spent once more. Miss Fortune's dick, excited by the foreplay, had already reached full mast, while Sivir's flagged halfway.

"I'm going to fuck you…"

"Not if I fuck you first… Or at the same time…"

"Mmmmh," she breathed, enticed by the erotic idea. "How?"

"You're really fucking dense," she grated. "We turn around and both jam it in each other. Whoever cums first… just like before."

"Challenge accepted, sand-witch," she giggled, crossing her arms across her mountainous tits. "If neither dick nor vaj by themselves are going to cut it, then let's test it all at once."

It took a few moments for the girls to align themselves across the bed, Fortune on all fours, up near the pillows, her nine inches of meat swinging like a pendulum just above Sivir's glistening snatch. The battle mistress herself was lying on her back, her arms out to her sides, grinning. Her dick was as straight as an arrow and pointed directly up to the bounty hunter's puffy, dripping nethers. "Ready to lose, you bitch!?"

She didn't respond, but instantly dropped herself down so that her cockhead speared her opponent in the same instant as her own hole stretched wide open. She moaned- Her dick had to be at least two inches wide!

Sivir forced down a gulp. Fortune was so big! Her dick had to be at least two inches wide!

Slowly, with Sarah controlling the speed, they began to pump into each other. Their moans were as long as their movements, neither woman even close to being able to control their lusts. It simply felt far too good to have both of their pleasure centers hit at the same time.

Sarah's skin was flush with exertion and exhaustion. Even Sivir's swarthy flesh had darkened. Their bodies (especially their prostates) were working overtime to fulfill their apparent need. Neither one felt the least bit satisfied. Each one vigorously reamed the other's pungent holes, releasing more and more delicious scent into the air. Sivir cried out with a deep gasp of satisfaction.

Fortune was so big, so deliciously big, filling every inch of her fuck-hole with hot meat. Even though Sivir herself was attempting even now to jam her full of her futa-meat, she felt the other woman's pheromones work their magic on her. She was utterly entrancing, her crimson hair bouncing lightly, even though it was slick with sweat and dripping with cum.

Sivir was so wet, so exotically wet, that sliding her bitch-breaker inside was the easiest thing she had ever done. Her dripping walls licked her shaft endlessly, reluctant to let her go. Still, she felt the bountry hunter's aura seep into her, making her want to get stuffed, get pregnant and carry her children- She couldn't resist the fantasy.

They fucked without saying a word, each breathing deeply. Not only were their energy reserves nearly spent, but the air was so full of sexual aromas that they could feel their orgasms approaching just by smelling.

"G-G-Good f-fucking l-lord," cursed Sivir. "Y-you're so tight…"

"Hhh- And y-you're… a dumb fucking slut," she said simply, speeding up her effortless reaming of her foe's sopping cunt.

As though it were magic, both of the woman reached their climax simultaneously, again. They each screamed lightly as their genitals shivered. Fortune let her legs go soft and she fell almost a foot, her pelvis slapping against Sivir's groin as both of their dicks were forced all the way inside of each other, slightly painfully.

"Ohhhh!"

"Eeeyeeaaaaah!"

Another flood of sticky sperm rushed from their twin dicks, each of the pair of pussies gushing out whatever feminine fluid they had left, turning both tunnels into veritable marshes of white and clear liquid that slowly oozed out of their abused holes. This thick pool of cum and lube spurted out onto the bedsheets, already pregnant with enough of the stuff that it squished out wetly whenever one of them pushed on it.

Fortune rolled off of her, lying on her back, her dick twitching merrily. She laid the back of her hands onto her head and her stomach and she closed her eyes for a moment, trying to regain control of her shattered breathing.

Sivir turned over onto her chest, laying right in the middle of the earlier pile of juices. She was soaked instantly, but she didn't care. She drooped her head off the side of the bed, her arms splayed out carelessly.

Sarah scrunched up her face as she felt a puddle growing on her stomach. She raised her head to see her dick starting to fill back up, precum already bubbling from the tip.

Sivir snored, her head drooping off the side of the bed, and Sarah grinned. This was her chance. Filled with energy, she leapt to the floor and allowed her dick to slowly grow to erectness. I've got her.

Sivir balked as she felt Fortune's petite hands grasp her around the ankles, pulling her to the side. "Wurgh! What're you up to?!"

"Just found another hole for me to fill!" she said gleefully as she dragged her legs off the side of the bed and let them fall to the floor, leaving her bubble butt fully visible.

"Come on, you can't have anything more… Not yet… Wait a bit…"

"I might not have much left in me, but if you're empty then it's my turn."

"F-fuck off, s-slut…"

"Nah… You're too horny to resist, and too tired to say no… I think I'm going to claim your ass."

"Nnnnh…"

Sarah leaned over her, pressing her large breasts into Sivir's muscular back as she ran her hands across her sensuous rear. "Damn, sister- This is one fine ass. Where have you been all my life?"

Sivir drifted in and out of consciousness, her lack of breath coupled with the alcohol in her blood keeping her oxygen at sleep-inducing levels. She felt her head beginning to wobble. "Zzzz…"

Her eyes flew open and she gawked as Fortune's huge cock jammed inside her without a second thought, pushing aside the extremely-tight walls of her ass.

"Aaah! There we go!"

She was roughly jolted from her sleep, but didn't try to move from her rather prone position. Over the next few seconds, Sarah force-fed her tight ass nearly a foot of thick cock, stretching it obscenely. She could feel the woman's overlarge cockhead brushing up against her prostate through her gut muscles. The abused woman moaned and splayed her arms, feeling her tired cock grow slowly to attention. Yet- The thought of it made her shudder. Another orgasm, this time from her ass, already on its way…

The readhead groaned. "You're tight- Almost too tight- You've never had this stretched out before, have you?"

"Mmm-mmm."

She groaned as she tried to jam in as much cock as she could. "Mmmmff… Your rear feels really goood… Let me just… Aah!" she squeaked.

She hilted at last, pressing her thighs against Sivir's perfectly-rounded butt.

"You've ridden camels? Let me show you just what it means to be ridden."

Sivir gasped as Fortune started to thrust, poking and massaging her prostate with each go, enticing out whatever cum it had managed to generate. She relaxed, allowing her big, soft breasts to jiggle around under her chest, and they settled between her arms. She winced as the motion of the fucking drove her forward slightly, and her sensitive tip smushed up against the bedsheets. She reached down, deciding to make the most of it, and started to lightly caress her own meat. So what if she mostly rode camels? She had spent many sleepless nights with the women of the desert, fucking to daybreak just to pass the time.

Despite her multiple recent orgasms, Sarah was a master of the endurance fuck. She had far too much experience with pounding barmaids until the sun rose to allow Sivir to get the best of her. So what if she was tight, wet, and eager? It meant nothing in the end: Sivir was just another whore, with another set of holes to fill.

The two futanari, unlike before, moaned and gibbered loudly, their resistances having been broken down. Everything was red and sore, puffy and soaked. Their lusty vocalizations were joined by the slapping of skin on skin, and the gentle squish of fluids as they were forced out of unwilling holes. Once, Sivir burped mannishly, and crossed her eyes as she was forced to taste another blast of Fortune's cum still aging in her stomach.

It took nigh on ten minutes. Sarah's legs burned, her cock was spent, and her breasts ached from being tossed around. Finally she came. It was as if she had tapped a hidden well of sperm inside her. That, or her production was truly prodigious. She came like a fountain, her throbbing meat sending huge jets of pearly white cum into her conquest's ass, shivers of pleasure up her spine with each heartbeat. She felt dizzy, the hour of near-constant fucking taking its toll, but she never for a second slowed down. It was too good, too warm, too wet to ever want to leave. Sivir's ass sucked greedily, fully accepting every new stream, gradually filling up. Fortune gasped, gripping Sivir's hips tighter as she jackhammered in over and over and over again: Her cock was dipping into her own produce! It was ever so warm and sticky, that with each thurst she hilted firmly in her ass. Finally her flow began to stop, she was sure that she must have cum at least a gallon, probably more. Enough to bathe in. She pulled free from Sivir's now-loose asshole with a sticky 'pop' and was followed out by a veritable geyser of the stuff, packed in tighter than her gaping hole could manage. Sivir groaned and flopped onto her side, the thick cream beginning to pile up on the bed beside her.

"I'm sooo full… I feel ass-pregnant," she moaned, pulling on her nipples like she was nursing.

Fortune laughed, a beautifully clear but vindictive chortle. "I'll take it as a compliment that you think I'm that virile… skank," she said before collapsing onto the sheets once more.

Sivir climbed back up onto the bed, tumbling onto her back. Her fully-erect dick stuck out from between her thighs, pointing towards the ceiling, initially belching out a tablespoon of cum before really beginning to leak.

Sarah's eyes widened. "Holy- You're still ready for more?"

The downed woman coughed, but didn't open her eyes. "You might have claimed my ass, but as soon as I catch my breath, I'm going to make your ass mine."

They sat in silence, breathing deeply for a few minutes. Sarah didn't stop herself from reaching out and gently fondling the battle mistress' tits for a while, enjoying their soft and doughy give. Suddenly, her face broke into an open-mouthed grin. "Ohmygod. I just realized. Do you know what this means?"

"Bleh… That we're freaks of fucking nature?"

"Sure, but- We're even!"

"What?"

"This is why neither of us can win the contest! By the time we're done with one part, we're ready to start on another!"

"So? We just keep playing until one of us dies of exhaustion," said Sivir, finally stirring.

"That's no way to live! All we have to do is be girlfriends!" the red-haired woman said cheerfully.

"Pfeh!" she spat. "Like I'm going anywhere with you!"

"Think about it- I never have to come to this grotty bar for a lay anymore, and you don't have to spend your seed on the sand either! We can both just fuck and fuck until we're old and dead!"

"But then who wins the contest?"

"We call it a draw- Agree to disagree. Maybe we'll find something else to decide it later!"

Sivir put her hand on her chin, ignoring how her considerable bust squished out lewdly around her arms. "There is some sense to this…"

"Then that's a yes, then?"

Sivir smirked and spat into her hand. She offered the dripping palm towards Fortune. "Shake on it."

Sarah giggled, leaning in. "We have a much better way to swap spit now, lover," she said, and she sealed their pact with a slurpy kiss.

*

The room seemed to dissolve, leaving the girlfriends behind as the crystal water filled up again with murky blackness. Syndra's hand zipped to her chest, suddenly realizing she hadn't drawn breath for a few moments. Irelia looked over to her with lusty eyes, her dick pressing painfully against her thin purple straps. "So? Did you… find anything out?"

The purple-robed mage looked at her with wild eyes. "That Sivir! Her spell shield! She's perfect! I must have her!"








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