“Perhaps we should reward our guest for her... hard... work,” Stella said with a sly smile as she pushed her husband down onto a nearby chair, his foot long, three inch wide fuck-pole towering into the air. Melisara grinned looking at it, then gasped as Stella turned her around and began kissing the half-elf deeply, the blonde’s hands roaming over Melisara’s wired body and breasts. The minstrel whimpered in delight as Stella pushed her back towards Barlow, helping spread the half-elf’s ass cheeks as the minstrel was lowered onto Barlow’s cock, her ass again being lovingly filled by Barlow’s massive tool.
Melisara felt Barlow’s hands taking control of her hips and moving her up and down slowly. She began to gasp and moan in pleasure, her hands moving up to squeeze her breasts and toy with her nipples, slipping her breasts up out of her somewhat strained bustier. Suddenly she felt Stella’s lips sucking on her nipples, Melisara’s eyes opening in surprise to see Stella smiling up at her. After toying with her new pet minstrel, Stella suddenly began kissing her way down Melisara’s body until she was on her knees before the minstrel, resting her legs upon Melisara’s long since discarded skirt. A large orgasm shook Melisara’s voluptuous body as the blonde descended into her sopping pussy, Stella’s tongue beginning to bring the half-elf to new levels of ecstasy paired as it was with her husband’s massive cock.
The minstrel floated on a wind of pleasure, feeling her ass filled, Stella’s velvet tongue worshipping her womanhood, and her own hands toying with her spectacular tits and nipples. Words and speech had long since failed her, the only sounds coming from her mouth being primitive animal noises of pure, unadulterated rutting. “Lay her on the table, honey, I want some of that sausage for myself,” said Stella as the blonde’s face came out of the half-elf’s hairless snatch, Melisara’s juices coating Stella’s face with a translucent sheen in the light of the shop.
Barlow grunted as he stood up and carried Melisara to the worktable, laying her on her stomach as he drew his cock out of her asshole, any noise being covered up by the minstrels screaming orgasm. Melisara barely felt herself being turned onto her back as her head rolled around on the table with her eyes closed. “Here, let’s clean you up a bit,” she heard Stella say before she felt the blonde’s hair brushing over her body. She dimly heard the noise of fabric being tossed to the ground nearby before Stella’s velvet tongue again attacked her elvish honeypot. Melisara moaned, her fingers running through the woman’s golden tresses while Stella gasped as her husband rammed his cock into her sopping pussy. “Oh gods, you’re rock hard today. You really love me eating out this little elfin slut, don’t you?” Stella asked her husband. Meanwhile, Melisara gasped and let out a cry of delight as she felt two of Stella’s fingers going into her cum filled ass before the blonde’s tongue again began its assault upon her sopping pussy.
“You know I do honey, you should have seen the little cock tease earlier. Putting on a show like she was nothing but a Kettle whore in the street,” Barlow added as the entire table shook with the force of him ramming into his wife’s cunt while Stella steadily brought Melisara to orgasm after orgasm with her tongue and fingers. Melisara’s legs wrapped around Stella’s body as her hands released their hold on the blonde’s hair. The minstrel’s arms began to thrash around on the table as her body curled in the wake of an extremely powerful orgasm, accidentally knocking a clay jar of something to the hard floor. It broke with a barely muffled crash. “Oh gods, don’t stop, don’t stop..” Melisara whimpered as she moaned and rolled on the table. The half-elf’s eyes rolled back into her head as she screamed her pleasure to the world, all sense or logic long since having left her in an animalistic state of orgasmic bliss.
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